Until Molly suddenly said, 'How big is your piece of chicken?" BTW, I was having a burger. I almost choked on my burger. My mind was racing as I tried...to come up with a clever response. And I'm sure my face was flushed. And she was watching me, smirking.And after I composed myself, she said again, "How big is your piece of chicken? I want to know. You inferred something....."I answered, "Are you sure? You really want to know?"She nodded.And then I resigned myself that she wasn't going to give. Calling her to come to it. “Ooooh cuz, I had no idea you were soooo HUGE. This is biggest cock I’ve ever seen” looking into my eyes now (almost with a wonderment of why I’ve hidden it from her for all these years) as she got on her knees. I was speechless. Just breathing heavily, watching what my dick would command her to do next. She put her hand on my stomach and guided me to stand back against the sink. “I’m sorry Mikey, you can’t blame me. I just want to taste it for a second that’s all”. The man’s lips trail down his partner’s back, nipping, kissing, licking and tasting her flesh. Samantha steps out of her pants. He turns her slowly around and then lifts his shirt over his head. She kisses his chest and then slides her mouth down his chest to his belly as she unbuttons his jeans. His stiff manhood presses against her face through the material. His hands join hers as they slide his jeans down to his ankles. She takes his cock out of his underwear and envelopes it in her hands.. "Breath in, there you are, perfect", she said as she zipped me in, she then handed me a red shrug to put on, another fashion disaster she had taken a shine to, but never worn, it matched the dress quite well, and just about covered the scoop neck at the back, the sleeves stopped short of my wrists, by about four inches. "Can't I stay here while you get my clothes", "no we're going on holiday". I knew that tone, and decided that discretion was the better part of valour, "and before we go we've.