”“Well, don’t stand there, come and get some.”The man took a condom from the desk behind him and quickly rolled it over his cock and then free... himself from his shirt and stepped out of his pants. He moved up between Jenny’s legs and she spread them wider for him so he could enter her. Placing his hands on either side of her head he leaned down to kiss her.“Hey, hey, no kissing, just stick your cock in there and get it over with.”Hannibal switched to another camera mounted under the desk and. It was clear that this prick was noArtificial penis; no trick; 'Twas real as it was long and thick--A fleshly cock, not a dildo!Clearly, some great god or goddessHad transformed Ruth in this fashion,For whate'er reason or passion,Whether 'twas meant to curse or bless.The prince, though, stood his ground; said he,"Arrest this bitch! I condemn herTo death; my subjects shall concur,She has committed blasphemy,For she is a mortal maiden,But, even so, she would affront,Adopting cock instead of. "Jeez, Rose Ann, I've never managed a business before! I wouldn't know where to start!"Finally, she can't keep a straight face any longer and busts out laughing. "Don't panic, Randall. Since the city pool is now kaput, Ginger Reilly is moving on to better things but she's volunteered to show you the ropes. You know she's been the manager at the city pool for years so there's nobody better to get you started. That is, if you want the job."I just shake my head in wonder. "Rose Ann Hightower, you. When I do, I can feelmy chest bouncing and shaking. It doesn't seem quite like it used to.Sometimes I press my fingers into the flesh, and it doesn't seem like itshould be this soft and full. I wonder if I strained something or I'mretaining water.I've just about given up on weight lifting, anymore. My arms are so thin,and I've had to step down to some of the smallest weights they have. Imake up for it with leg lifts and yoga; I've actually found some newfoundflexibility that I never enjoyed.