I pay close attention to every part of his cock, returning time and again to the head, but not too often, for I desire him to last the distance with m...e. Jaano lies back and without having to ask, he gently gathers my hair, allowing himself to witness the fine work I am performing with my mouth. He groans as I feel his cock twitch, pulse and grow hard rapidly. I take it from my fiery lips from time to time, to blow cooling air upon it and I rub its glistening head on my face, then return it. " Every co-worker at a business meeting, popping her titties in a tight top, says, "live Porn...fap your meat." Every piece of pussy you see, every slice of slut you notice, every bit of bitch you eye, demand only one thing of you, "addict yourself to Porn."Porn is NOT entertainment. Porn is NOT a marital aid. Porn is not a hobby, a past time, or supposed to get you in the mood. Porn exists solely to reach through you hardened cock to claim your soul and enlighten you to the only thing that. "No, you are not." Where am I then?" wondered Paul. "I'm not still in the Intrepid, am I?" No," said the elderly gentleman with a wry smile. "No, you're not. And for that you should be very grateful. The space ship Intrepid no longer exists." It doesn't?" wondered Paul, who was sure that he'd seen it only a moment ago. Could he trust the words of a man who was nothing more than an avatar somehow made corporeal? "Who are you? How is it you can exist outside of Nudeworld?" I have always existed. I know I love the way this feels, we'll see how my new student-lover feels about it. "Mmm, mmm, mmm, oh, Kat, that is terrific. Oh, then end of my dick just feels so good when you do that. Mmm, you're gonna make me cum doing that." "Go ahead, Greg, enjoy yourself," and I just kept twirling around until he let out a deep groan and jammed hard into me as his warmth flowed deep into my being. He dropped down over my back kissing me, his hands up under me massaging my boobs, it was just lovely as I.