He knew he was bigger than most in length - as well as girth. He was always neatly groomed down there and certainly had nothing to be ashamed of down ...n the female-desires department. His tall wiry frame and fast metabolism had never afforded him to bulk up, but in the eye candy context he rationalised that as much as he ran against the stereotype and preferred smaller-breasted women, so too there should be sufficient women who weren’t all about guys spending four hours a day, every day down. He wondered what local industry required sufficient quantities of urine to have the local residents collect it like that. It dawned on him that the fur industry was probably pretty extensive in this area, and that the urine collected probably had something to do with softening the pelts.Upon reaching the edge of town, the street he was on diverged into two roads. One road headed up towards a mountain pass while the other road led down the mountain. They weren’t really much in terms of being. When I separate from kissing my wife, she gently begins pushing me sideways toward Tom's lap. I look with fear at my wife as my face approaches another man's rigid cock. "It's O.K., baby, I want this, you want this, they want this, just enjoy yourself...suck Tom's cock, my little slut, suck it for me". Tom is sitting back in the limo's leather - his arms stretched out, a slight grin on his face. Kathy is on her knees between her husband's legs stroking his beautiful, hard, nine inches of thick. “General Roberts,” the general said as he came to attention. “It would seem I have been ordered by the president to take a few days of mandatory leave to attend to urgent matters at home. You are in charge until Major General Simmons relieves you. He needn’t be bothered by being briefed regarding of the arrival of my guests. They weren’t here. Neither was an aircraft of unknown origin or propulsion. We don’t need anyone questioning how such an aircraft came to exist without our knowing about it.