12 into the spreadsheet by mistake. I can't get the number 12 out of my mind.I pause to think about how long it must be when flaccid. A 12-inch hard-o... must translate into something like a 6 or 9-inch softy. I mean, the thing must extend a third way down to his knees!I pause again to think about its girth. I wonder how wide it must be. A long cock logically requires a wide support, or so I would think. I suppose it could be long and skinny, but probably not. I figure longer cocks must also be. She sniffed her finger before realizing Adam was watching her daydream.“Do you need more tea?” he asked.“Oh yes, probably” Erica pretended to be delighted and thanked him for that as well. She was daydreaming about another thing her Leader told her that night. It was something she had not understood at the time.The Leader told her that she didn’t feel she needed to be the boss as long as she knew things were being handled. Erica was naturally pushy and liked to be the boss. In many ways, she. It’s on these occasions that I end up getting the best of both worlds. I get to feel every inch of her soft skin as I rub the stress away by giving her a massage and I get to watch her as she drifts off into never never land. She’s so beautiful when she’s sleeping. Every muscle is relaxed, her breathing becomes calm, and I enjoy lying there, watching as much as touching her. Although our love for each other sounds great judging by the description I’ve given, there seems to be no time for us to. Being a slave, this was not a profession of my choosing, and I was well aware of how easily one mistaken action or improper word could cost me the most painful of ends. By the time my manhood had fully bloomed though, I had become quite skilled, and had also learned the value of having a short memory regarding the people I serviced. Romans generally thought nothing unusual about sexual deviance, but still, those who often indulged themselves were thought to be weak of spirit, and that was.