Claire didn't take her eyes off it; it was obvious to the clerk that she was interested. He pulled the foreskin back exposing the head of his cock. "G... ahead missy, touch it, see if it's real."Claire pulled back. "No. No. We better go." Come again. 'I'm here most every night from eight to midnight." The clerk chuckled as we left the store."Rodney wasn't that the most scary thing we've ever done? I can't believe that man asked me to touch his penis. I guess what some people say about them black. John was just asforgetful. People of his generation never used the mail. That was whatemail was for.Finally, Mike came across an odd post-card. It was a picture of an oldhotel in the middle of New York City. Flipping it over, Mike read theone sentence description: Don't enter room 1408. Mike smirked at thepost-card. He would have to show John it later. The two of them hadsubscribed to a haunted house organization for kicks.Mike threw the rest of the mail away and placed the post-card on. It truly galls me to see such wonderful land laying fallow. I'm going to deed you the property you want as a gift, along with an annuity to pay for its insurance, tax payments and upkeep. Ever since I've sold Plano Molding my accountants have been nearly attacking me to get me to divest or invest most of my capital before the government taxes it all away."He gave me a wry grin. "It's your Christmas present, cousin. I'll set you up with an annuity that will provide you with three hundred and. Her hands moved to the shoulder straps, her eyes pleading with him and the control he had over her, letting the straps slide seductively down her arms. She looked down, her naked breasts heaving in lust. "Now please," she begged, pushing her naked tits in front of him. She remembered this dream she had, a man pushing his cock between her naked breasts, forcing her to squeeze them around his throbbing member as his hips pumped in back and forth. She could almost feel the hot cum shooting on.