Charlotte got the tape measure and chart and showed it to her younger sister and they both gasped. "Are these for real?" "Of course they are" stated M...x. "Wow, SJ" cried Charlotte "that means that Max is bigger than a small ruler" at which point Liam cried out that he was almost as big as a small ruler too nowadays.At this point he took off his shirt and loosened the belt around his trousers. He then stood up and pointed out that the best way to measure him was for him to stand up. He did so. They do the job, don’t they.”“Yes,” I agreed, carefully avoiding mentioning that Claire’s own car, parked outside her apartment, was twice the size of my little box on wheels.We enjoyed the Bourne film, sharing a large bucket of popcorn. I didn’t feel it was appropriate to take any liberties and Claire didn’t make any advances either. Then we went to a restaurant for dinner. Not a plush place requiring advance booking and costing a month’s worth of my savings, nor was it a place where the. All the lovely ladies waited for the director’s instructions.“To be considered for the role, I want you all to first undress.” The woman went along and took off all her clothes as the other women did. They all had penises too. Her jaw dropped when she saw them all naked. “What the heck? Look at all those schlongs! They’re so tiny,” she told herself, “and I thought my penis was small. If Queen Peenatricia wants weenies, those are all weenies.”“YOU!” the director shouted at the woman. “My office!. Her profile was dynamite. Her tits were high and full, white mounds of firm; soft flesh, and her belly was flat. She moved around a little more and he saw the light muscles of her stomach working as she soaped her beaver and the intimate folds of her cunt. His cock jerked involuntarily as he watched with lust-filled eyes, not quite sure how deep she was soaping with that dainty finger. She was a picture of race and symmetry.Uncle Cliff loosened the strings at the fly of his pajamas and pulled.