He looked pissed. He was likely imagining each log was Miranda's fucking head.I found myself hardening. I looked down at my cock, sticking straight up...and winking at me, begging me to choke it. I shook my head and let the curtain drop back into place. I began to caress my own hairy chest with soapy hands, giving in to the image of my best friend's body in my head.What the fuck was going on with me? This is beyond a b*o-mance or a man crush. It was more than just physical as well. I wanted to. " he'd say.It wasn't little, actually. By magazine standards, Katie's rumpwas oversized. In reality, however, it was simply full, roundand womanly.And now her husband was going to paint it bright red.Recollections of spankings she'd received while growing upplayed like old movies in her mind and though she never feltpermanently scarred by these experiences, they were notfond memories. Katie shifted around in her chair as ifthe seat was growing hotter with every thought of a handor hairbrush. I kissed her shoulder and neck numerous times, as my lady juice soaked the carpet right under my cherry. As time went on, my grip on her became stronger. I felt more and more perspiration flowing down my body and my heart seemed to love the feeling, no matter what the reason was behind it. I continued to kiss her and eventually, she began to kiss the tops of my breasts as well. She didn't make it down to my nipples, but I was quite content with her kissing me anywhere. With every passing thrust. She looked up at me in concern. “I’m sorry, did that hurt, baby?” she asked. “Oh God, if only you knew”, I thought to myself, but simply answering with an erratic shake of the head, too afraid to open my mouth. Leaving my foot on her thigh, she repeated the process with my right shoe, so I now had a foot on each of her thighs, as she knelt before me. I thought I was going to cry. I knew I shouldn’t be thinking these things, but all I could see was her bikini, more clearly now as she had opened.
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