I mean if you want," she finally admitted shyly."Next time you should try to get a little more of me into the picture," I teased as I slipped past her...and started down the ladder from the loft."Maybe if it wasn't so big I could," she said to my back as I walked towards the barn door."Hey Charlie," she yelled just as I was about to disappear into the night, "does little Ellie Mae think it's too big?" Her names Eleanor... not Ellie Mae," I yelled back as I walked towards the house."Is she the. Despite their universally low quality, in many cases I could feel the real, genuine enjoyment being experienced by all the participants. To my considerable surprise, the identity of the ‘bull’ in these encounters seemed almost irrelevant; he was often just ‘a cock’, usually a black cock but not necessarily a huge one. He didn’t even need to be handsome and was often quite overweight!What was more surprising was that the ‘bull’ appeared to get less pleasure from having sex with another man’s. Still, we needed to draw as little attention to ourselves, so, pausing only to put on our shoes and socks, we made our way along the wooded slope to a point where it ended at a low stone wall. The car parking was just on the other side of that wall.“We’re in luck,” Dina said, peering over the top. “He’s parked his car right next to the wall. Nobody’s going to see us. Give me a leg up. I’m too short to reach.”The bell that signalled the end of the lunch break was going off as I boosted her to. In the next few years, he knew he'd have more fertile horny pussy to fuck than he could probably manage to keep up with. He could hardly wait to see if he was up to the challenge.While Philip sat there and thought about all the amazing pussy possibilities lying in his future, Beverly, his executive secretary, buzzed and told him she was coming into the office. He laughed because he knew she was coming in nearly every morning first thing to suck his cock off. It was something Beverly loved to do.