From what I've read and how I understandit... You couldn't help it either... Right?"He looked directly into my eyes as if he was trying to stare into ...mysoul, I simply stared back at him. He started to sputter, "But I thoughtI could forget it... I mean if I tried more maybe I could... Maybe ifI..."I said more forcefully, "Brett, you couldn't help it..." He quitsputtering and stared at me, and I repeated softly, "It's not yourfault..."There was a look in his eyes the moment that clicked with him,. She returned to his anus and slipped a finger in, gently probing and stretching, sliding it in and out. He knew what would follow and the anticipation alone was almost enough to make him cum. ‘I’m going to be very gentle with this,’ she said, ‘and if at any point you want me to stop just say so. But I have to tell you, when I start to move this in and out of you it will feel so incredible for me too!’ ‘While I never thought I’d say this, but fuck me baby!’ Steve replied and reaching up touched. Was it love? Who could say? I thought it was at the time but my career was more important than any sort of domestic bliss.We'd stayed together for ten years before I'd discovered that the bastard was more interested in chasing young totty than me, or in building a career as I intended to. That fact had been thrown in my face when he'd finally left for pastures new.I gulped down a large measure of the firewater. My feelings, sexual and emotional had been put on hold ever since he'd left.I. I...ugh." My brain couldn't think of anything other than that massive dick that was wobbling in front of Butch's face."I guess you like what you see, huh boy?" He looked down at my crotch. It was only then that I noticed that my dick was rock hard. "Why don't you sit down, boy?" I didn't even give it any thought; I just did exactly what Butch told me to do. He kept stroking his massive dick as he stared right at me. I finally mustered up the courage to speak."Jesus Christ, that thing is.