“What do you think about Tampa Bay?”It wasn’t too bad, the weather was nice, it was a beautiful city. Only bad part was that our apartment was a...little pricey, but Allie’s pay was pretty good. I would say we made a wise decision moving here. One thing struck me a little bit however. From the first time I took a cab alone to wander the city. The cab driver, an amable gentleman twice my age it seemed, asked if it was ok for him to smoke weed. I was a shocked, from that moment I knew this was a. God Almighty! It had been a long time since I'd had a dick the size of his."Well, are you just gonna sit there and stare at it or what?" he teased me.He didn't have to say it twice. I couldn't wait to get my hands - and mouth, on that bad boy! As I picked it up with my thumb underneath it and my fingers wrapped around the top, it had some genuine heft to it. He was still limp but even so, it was bigger than most dicks I'd had when they were fully erect! I stretch it out with my hand, tugging on. The feeling of your mouth on the head of my cock is painfully pleasurable and pleasurably painful. I writhe and buck beneath you, but you are determined to control me. My body is telling me I am on the verge of coming, but something in the back of my mind prevents me – demanding every second of pleasure your mouth and hands require of me.Your hot mouth and writhing tongue work over the head of my cock, sucking and licking with abandon. Your hand feverishly strokes my shaft as your other hand. Myaunt had called her to rub her victory in my mother's face. My aunt wasin a very arrogant and aggressive mood and she listed everything flawedshe could find about my mother's husband and children and I came underattack. My aunt told my mother that I wasn't athletic and that I didn'tplay sports like her son, my aunt then said I was a sissy. After shehung up the phone my mother told me about this conversation andstrangely when my mother got to the description of the part of the phonecall when.