“You’re really hurting,” Gayla said suddenly. “Come over here, let me rub it out—I mean, let me massage your back a little.” This time it ...as Gayla’s turn to blush. She patted the bed next to her and slid over a bit, giving Mitch room to sit down.Mitch tentatively left the comfortable confines of his chair and sat down on the bed next to her. As he felt her hands on his back for the first time, he realized with a start that this was the closest he had ever been to her. In fact, it was the first. She slowly got up and put her hand on Alex's arm. "Honey let's go home. I think maybe they just need to really think about all of this. Maybe it's just some kind of... phase." It's not a phase mom. I'm in love with Rebecca," David insisted."I ought to kill you!" Ron shouted trying to hit his nephew."Stop it daddy. Please don't say things you don't mean," Rebecca sobbed.Ron calmed down and moved away from David and Rebecca. Alex didn't have to hold him back anymore. He narrowed his eyes at his. "Too bad," Vixen said, sipping her first can of Miller Light, a taste she detested."Yeah," he said. "It's my size, I reckon. No, I'm sure. I've always been big." They must have known that when they married you. No way to hide your size. What are you, six-six or so?"He nodded his head. "Yeah, but guess I should have shown them this." He stood up, unzipped his khaki pants and flopped out the biggest cock Vixen had ever seen, dangling limply it looked a foot long, like a length of violet-streaked. “From now on we finish our morning ritual together.” Was his reply.It was a cloudy Wednesday morning, I had just dropped off Mario at the college, making my way to the gym I noticed Father Petrou at the entrance waiting for me. Getting out of the car I made a quick sprint to get inside as it started raining hard. “Good morning Father, what a day. What brings you to these parts of the woods.” I said.“Good morning George, I have a small favour to ask of you?”“Tell me, Father.”“You had a small.