" We're making pizzas, little ones," she said, waving a large wooden spoon at me. "Come on in. I figured out when you guys would be getting back." Hi ...ad," said my smiling son who had a towel tucked in the front of his Levis. He evidently was working on the salad. "You look like you could use a beer."I sat and relaxed, ignoring the twinges in my elbow, and we soon were at my Formica-topped table eating crusty pizza and enjoying ourselves. Lucy had even gotten some bread sticks and a shaker of. We took a bus to Istanbul, the gate to Asia and while waiting for a third travel-mate we saw the city.We got on a next bus to Teheran, had a long wait at the border with a rare clear view on Mount Ararat.We got as sad as all other passengers, students mostly, who feared their fate of becoming canon-food.We saw photos of martyrs above front-doors of almost every house in Kurdistan, died in the Iraqi war.We couldn't follow the old hippie trail through Afghanistan, in war with Russia, we went by. After seeing Paul's hard monument, I think I began to understand why. I encircled his cock with my small hands and it really was the size of a beer can! My one hand only went about 2/3 of the way around it! The he2ad was smaller that the shaft and was a bit pointy. @As soon as the flash went off for my first photo, I moved closer to kiss it. I was able to fit the head into my mouth quoter easily . I had concentrated so much on the fat shaft that I didn't realize that the head was about the. Cherie realized the comfort of John’s smaller cock and Penny loved Gary’s super-sized dong. With each ensuing session, these feelings grew more intense. Cherie, eager for adventure, liked John’s dashing approach. The size of his uncircumcised cock didn’t stretch her tight pussy the way Gary’s generous member did. Also, John’s short fuse provided additional lubrication for what she found was a short wait for his next penetration. Then, the fact that she was so tight emphasized the pressure that.