Jim and Sam, well, now, that's a different story. I mean, a guy with a schlong long enough to tickle your tonsils when he's only halfway up your pussy... Now, that's a dick, my friends. They say size doesn't matter, but that's a load of crap. It matters a lot.See, it's like this. Take a guy, he's got a dick, right? Can he do anything with it? Well, the first thing to check is how big he is. I mean, even when the girl isn't that big, if all he's going to do is rattle around in there, well, shit,. I love the way you finger me and suck my clit too. Oh Ben, don’t stop make me cum honey. Oh Ben, I am cumming, I'm cumming.” Margaret climaxed in no time, her young lover remembering his lessons from his first memorable meet with Margaret. Ben then sat beside Margaret on the sofa and kissed her neck and nibbled her earlobe. After a couple of minutes, Margaret regained her composure and told Ben to sit on the edge of the single seat armchair. This time Margaret told him to have his legs. Despite how hard he'd partied, and despite how hard he'd chased the ladies when he was single, he'd been devoutly monogamous once he was in a relationship.He still liked to have fun, though. I remembered our conversation in Hooters, now a year and a half ago, when he'd talked about dating.Which meant we'd probably have fun at the bachelor party later that night. I wondered just how far it would go...I paused and looked at Sherri. "Have you ever worked a bachelor party?"She grimaced. "A couple.. He's at the whim of that woman. How much self-esteem does he have left when she rejects him? Some girls try to be nice about it. They make up excuse after excuse and the guy finally takes the hint and moves on. Other girls figure they don't want to beat around the bush and stretch it out, so they just say no. It' hurts more, but you get over it and move on quickly. But your friend is the type of woman who enjoys putting guys down. She just beats the shit out of them with sarcasm and destroys.