. I guess I have a lean build, not muscley, but not scrawny. I never really cared enough to actually measure my cock, but I would assume I am 4 inches...when soft, and 8 inches when hard. But to compare myself to this guy, watching me- was not comparable.He had short, stark black hair, smooth features, in mix with a sharp chin that gave him masculinity, a very nicely muscular build under his skin-tight V-neck, and dark eyes. Dark eyes that conveyed... Hunger.We made eye contact, and held each. All three of us were flustered and me and Rob had obvious hard-ons. Molly decided this would be an appropriate time to leave so we walked her home and said goodbye. On the way back me and Rob started talking about Molly's pussy. It was the first real one I'd seen so as you can probably imagine I was a little excited. I was still shocked at how beautiful it was, I wish she had stayed as it could have gotten a little bit futher I think. Anyway me and Rob still had the rest of the night so. He came in about 30 mins.later to get her, he watched her sleep for a moment and for the first time realized this might be the one he loses his heart to. He wakes her gently and asks her to come to the kitchen. He has fixed her a candlelight dinner. It isn?t much. Spaghetti, a salad and garlic bread. To her it was as nice as any expensive dinner in any restaurant because he had done it all himself just for her.She couldn?t believe her good fortune in finding this man, she decided this one might. Tell you what, since your birthday comes not long after mine, when your birthday comes, as I’ll be of age, I’ll be your sex slave all day long. Agreed? And every one of your birthdays after that, in fact,” Sarah offered Susie.“You mean it, sis? I get to own you on my next birthday, just as you get to own Emma? Every birthday? Awesome! I like this new family tradition of birthday sex slaves! I wish to pay it forward, in fact. So, on Pippa’s birthday, I’m her sex slave, and every one of her.