Richard found himself breathless.
He was not one you would call a romantic.
He wasn't perfect by any means, and was even worse with matters of the heart so there were some things he could have done differently.
But with this crazy girl, there was no winning or losing.
It just always had to go the way she wanted.
Not only had he been abandoned by his Demons, he could also feel a hand reaching for his rock hard member.
He hissed when he felt the slightly cold palm wrap around him.
Carmila purred,
"Just like I remember." She whispered in a sultry voice.
In seconds, his pants came off to reveal a monstrous girth.
Richard was proud of many things in his life.
Although he didn't place much of an importance in being large down there, it was still something worthy of being proud of when it came to bedroom matters.
However, what Carmila had said was a lie.
Back then, he had been a bit smaller.
