Joyce applied the ruler to the top of his dick and measured. She called out, as if announcing to a gathered crowd "seven and..." here she paused to lo...k at the ruler again, "and..one ...half inches." Everyone applauded and laughed. I thought that I was going to split my gut. Joyce then looked at me and said, "Well, now it's your turn."I panicked. I never thought that she would keep going. I looked over to Susan who was rocking back and forth on the sofa in laughter. She just gave me a little. He grabbed a few items from the sleeper and followed Slim into the bunk house.The sleeping area of the bunkhouse was to the left. There were two bunks along the front wall, two along the rear wall and four along the left wall. Straight across from the front door was a doorway leading into a bathroom and shower. The right side of the bunkhouse was a kitchen and large table able to sit an entire crew.“That’s my bunk there,” Slim said, pointing to the bunk closest to the bathroom door. “You can. One hand travelled in small circles over the skin of her flat stomach, while the other fell almost lifelessly to the floor at her side. Her knees straightened and her legs parted slightly.Anticipation was adding to my already painful arousal. I visualised what she was about to do and the excitement went immediately to my engorged cock. From my vantage point, I could see her vulva, slick with her juices and swelling with mounting need. I wanted, no, actually needed to plunge into her body,. Gut, der Treiber wusste wer ich war. Dennoch. Nun könnte man annehmen ich hätte mich gewehrt. Von wegen! Je öfters gesagt wurde ich solle mich doch schlachten lassen desto geiler wurde ich! Ja genau. Ich wurde geil! Nein ich hatte keinen Lust mich ficken zu lassen! Nochmal, das hier ist keine Dolcett-Geschichte das da ist die Realität! Er kam wieder auf mich zu. Nahm meine Hände. Ich solle es mir doch bitte überlegen. Es würde ja schnell gehen. Ich müsste mich nur auf das Band legen und kurz.