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I a man were here tonight
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I a man were here tonight So here I sit in my lazy boy on a Saturday evening watching football. Today I fantasize about a man and his cock. Keep in mind, I have never had a man cum on me or in me or near me. These days, I give myself, my true self, permission to dream. He is not a big man--in stature nor in his endowment. He is like me, kind of average height or shorter, not muscular, and his cock is about the same sweet size as my cutie pie penis--small but cute, clean and hairless. He takes off his clothes and I take off mine. We get onto the bed and I lay on my back. He tells me to stay still while he puts one leg over my chest, the other kneels on the other side of my chest. He cock is almost in my face but really just over my chest or neck. I gently touch him. I rub my fingers up and down his shaft--I rub to tip and feel the sweet pre cum drips that roll out as he groans and smiles. I know the sweet spot because I have one too, not the tip but the area south of the tip and north of the tip. I gently roll my fingers and squeeze harder now. He begins to rock as I begin to put some rhythm into my finger touches. I love to feel his ass and hardon getting tighter and tighter as he nears a climax. With some assertion I have pity on him and finish him off. I rub and touch as he rocks in rhythm with me. With a groan he clasps my head and cums onto my chest and neck, a bit on my face. I rub and squeeze a bit more until the last golden drop of cum is sliding down his softening shaft. That is what I would do if a man were here. Instead I will probably rub myself to a lonely climax again. I do have<b> faith </font></b>this fantasy will be real someday soon as I have only allowed it into my consciousness recently. I love it.  |
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