I was once again in the security of mu home and the warmth of my bedroom when I decided to lay down and reminisce about days gone by.I was once again in the security of mu home and the warmth of my bedroom when I decided to lay down and reminisce about days gone by. God, I'd been so lucky to be able, and capable, of so many warm and romantic days and evenings before; some warmer than others, of course. I remember, oh so well: Irene, Cathy, Linda, Gina, Liz... Liz. "Oh man, Liz! That petite, fresh nymphette that made so many nights fly by", I thought to myself as I reached down and grabbed my cock for the thought of her. I felt a rush of blood and a tinge of nerve shoot to my member as I continued in my visualization of Liz. She was tiny, about 4'11" and eighty-some-odd pounds, and as vivacious as you could get. |