We are content. I slowly rub his arms, his stomach, his chest, his nipples. I feel his muscles tense and relax, much as I feel my own do the same. ...He turns his head and nibbles some of my chest hair, then finds my nipple. He chuckles softly as he feels my reaction against the small of his back. I lay my cheek on the top of his head and take in the sweet smell of my Danny's blonde locks. His arms are around my thighs and his hands grasp my ass cheeks, grasping, releasing, massaging, and. I strike some poses in the mirror in my stockings and suspenders, my legs are very shapely and I can well believe the story that the hosiery modelled in adverts is usually being worn by a man (though of course they must have shaven legs), as a sleekly muscled male leg in sheer nylon stockings is for me most definitely a strikingly erotic sight. The act of clipping the stocking tops to my suspenders is itself another little thrill for me, confirming that they're to be worn for long enough that. . "Truth be told, I find it all very, very flattering. And, there's a big partof me that truly wishes that I could reciprocate and feel the same way aboutyou that you do about me. "But, as much as I would like to, I can't and I don't. Stopping and manfully turning Karen about to face her, Gabriella continued onto say, "But, I do love you, Karen. In fact, I love you more than you willever know. And, believe me. I only want the best for both you and that unbornbaby of yours. "I'm sorry that I can. Now take that big hard cock and put it where I want it!" I shouldn't," Bob said. "It don't seem right."He was stroking his massive cock.He stooped slightly, and Betsy lifted her ass toward him. Her knees caught on the edge of the bed, and she spread her legs with a willing fervor. He licked up to her shitter, tasting the Vaseline on her, but not minding it as much as he would have under other circumstances. He spread her asscheeks wide, dilating her little asshole.He licked into her, and she.