250 mutual messages - with me (as with everyone) doing most talkingWe have fourty-three pages of those private talks - so some of my messages were ver... lengthyHer username I noticed at a mutual friend, a very sweet smart lovely lady in the United StatesHer username intrigued me - and I started to tell her my bits of sexy experience in that realmOur mutual friend died very unfortunately in open-heart surgery, no-one had known her bad healthOur mourning we shared in public at the wall of the. He was wearing pyjamas and I helped him put in his robe.He was a tallish slim guy and as he twisted, his knob flopped out of his pyjamas, he hadn’t noticed, fuck it was fat and about 7 inch.I pretended I hadn’t seen it, but my fanny was already telling me something different.I got John to the bathroom, and waited outside whilst he showered.As I waited outside my mind went straight back to the image of his fat prick.Although his knob was about 7 inch max, the look of it was gorgeous, he. The final surprise was when we got to our flier. We found Grayly's two daughters hiding there and begging the king to provide them with sanctuary. They claimed that they had no part in Grayly's treason and just wanted to escape from him. The king granted them temporary asylum, but refused to make it last beyond the time when we reached the palace. The two women had no choice and accepted the king's terms.We hurried aboard, and Anslee did her usual excellent piloting job of getting us off the. Jean, Melody, and Cindy were bridesmaids. Ben was best man with Michael, John, and Ted as groomsmen. It was a happy wedding and the new couple moved into a house they had reworked over the summer in the valley next to ours.Michael, Ben, and Jimmy had set up their engineering shop together. Among them, there wasn't much they couldn't build. They make forays into Atlanta for parts and pieces for the things they build. All the food from the stores is gone as is most of the gas and diesel.The five.