. . I met Shelly. Though ten-years her senior, my life-long diligence, keeping in shape and eating right, was amply rewarded. We’d been introduced b... a mutual friend who recognized our shared need for each other; and so I found myself on this sunny afternoon the recipient of incredible pleasure. Shelly is twenty-six, petit at 5-foot, four-inches, and her auburn hair usually clipped at the nape of her neck in a loose twist. With fair skin that tans nicely, the sparse freckles on her nose and. " Nobody's around and I am behind the door."Tentatively, he reaches inside my fly. I’m not wearing underwear and his hand immediately encounters my cock. His fingers encircle the shaft of my cock and he strokes it, slowly but firmly, but anxiously looks around to see if anyone is watching. "Take it out if you want,” I say. “Have a look at it."He lifts out my cock through the fly and takes a deep breath as he looks at my growing, pulsating erection. He grasps the shaft at the base and strokes. She had a white veil in her hair and all in all she looked just like a bride. Slowly she walked the line from Dad to the Doctor. Once again he looked surprised. Mom went before him and knelt. It is I who bring you this to emphasize the seriousness of our offer. She handed him a USB Dongle. He took it and examined it, his huge cock standing right in front of Moms forehead. I need to examine this the Doctor said. We understand, Mom answered. She took a deep breath as she reached out and grabbed. ”I smiled, then rummaged in my pack, then drew forth some drafting paper – which had been cleverly printed in a grid pattern, to allow for easy marking of designs. I grinned at her. “Say, one square is on par with five paces?”Virginia frowned, slightly.Sally, though, was rubbing her chin. “Something smells funny here.” She flared her nostrils.“I can’t smell anything except dust,” I said.“Hmm...” Sally was silent.We all waited.A loud rumble of flatus emerged from Sally.“Good Gods!” Virginia.