The second soldier was asked, “What about you, Corporal?”“Between the tips of the fingers of me outstretched arms, Sir!”, the corporal said.�...Very good!”, replied the commander. The corporal, a man of considerable wingspan, was rewarded 8000 quid.Finally, the last soldier was addressed. “And you, Private, where would you like measured?”“From the tip of me penis to the base of me balls, Sir!”, retorted the private.The commander replied, “I must admit this is quite an unusual request, Private, but. Rhia looked simple in a pair of jeggings, a Marilyn Monroe shirt, and all black hi-tops. Her think brown hair was in a nice bun. Andrea as usual was color coordinated from her bobby pins to her pointe shoes beside her. Today she had on her lime green tank leotard, her black and green performance tutu, green fishnets, black split sole canvas ballet slippers were on her feet and her black Customized Gaynor Minden’s lay by her side. Her black hair was pulled back showing a possible Asian descent.. He had a 7.5 inch penis! Little 5'9 Ben had a massive penis hiding in those pants. It made me embarrassed at the size of mine."You can take it slow if you want" but I couldn't wait. I dove right in. A little slow at first. I got the taste of his salty pre-cum as I took in a few inches. I didn't dare want to try deepthroating that massive thing, but slowly I did get down about 3 inches. Ben then moved me around into a 69 position. I continued to blow his penis and he began to finger my anus. I do. She leaves her left hand just casually lying over my mound, softly runs her right over my nipples. I become more and more aware of the gentle pressure of her thumb resting on my lips, aching to open my thighs more so she will really touch me, touch my five-alarm-fire center now. I call her my "little friend." I've known my little friend since I was 10, and she's never wanted to be touched more. My whole body is vibrating under the artist's touch. Especially my little friend. Her hand.