Based on "A Dialogue between the Soul and Body" by Andrew MarvellSOUL: Oh, who can from this bear releaseA flowered soul who knows no peace?This meaty hand, this bulging arm,This weedy face which knows no charm,This hairy foot, this eye that. Alma never missed a beat. She continued to suck and to swallow the whole time Dustin came. As she felt his cock deflating, she stood. Then Dustin surprised her and gave her a kiss on the lips and another big hug. After they finished their shower, both got dressed and Dustin drove Alma home. He walked her to her door and gave her a small kiss and a hug, with a big "thank-you". Alma thanked him for the evening, and the morning, and went inside. They had made plans to see eah other over the coming. Her arms, nicely rounded and pretty, were shown off and that hint of cleavage, though very modest, made all the men crane their necks to see if he couldn't get a deeper glimpse down that cleft. White boat shoes with no socks completed her ensemble.And, yeah. I was spraining my neck to see, too.Abie was early 20's, slim but curved appropriately, soft brown hair that seemed always to have been just brushed before the wind blew a couple tendrils loose. She wasn't much shorter than my 5' 8", and. There are major points to be gained there, guys. Suddenly from nowhere, a voice broke into our conversation, “You asked about a ride, lady? I have a car and driver, perhaps I could drop you somewhere?” It was hat man, just off my shoulder and slightly to the rear. Little did he realize that I needed a ride 90 miles south. “I do, but I don’t know that you would want to go to London tonight,” I responded, trying not to let the desire drip off my voice. I’m sure my friend caught it, but only a.Read More
