She got a yardstick and measured two feet from her pussy to her chest cavity. She wondered if he'd really be able to drive his cock up that far befor... shooting his usual quart of horsey sauce. Just the idea caused her to sweat and her heart to race. Her hands were shaking uncontrollably as she frantically stripped off her jeans right there in the barn and lay down to masturbate viciously. This, however, was only a temporaty release. She wouldn't be even remotely satisfied until she got the. .."So you're happy?" I guessed."Yeah..." Darla lapped at my glans. "They're plenty big enough to make it fun, but you're not gonna try to kill us with these things. Too big and too small -- well, they're both problems."Darla's mouth was like hot oil and she knew EVERYTHING about cocks, naturally; in no time I was making like a jizz fountain, blasting away. Manny didn't last as long as I did -- if I'd paid for blowjobs as piece work, we'd have been done already. Fortunately, I'd paid for more --. After 5 frustrating minutes, she realized that Bob had changed the lock to her front door. Her heart sunk in dismay as she accepted the fact that she now had to face Bob and negotiate a way out of this mess. Slowly she made her way down stairs and saw that Bob had taken his lunch back with him from the deli and was tucking with much relish into a greasy, bloody steak. He looked up and greeted Nicole; Bob: “Good afternoon little Missy, don’t think I saw you come in this afternoon, was waiting to. Not because of some business trip, that’s for sure. The thirty-five year old was here for pleasure. Usually when people come to a hotel like this for pleasure, they have someone with them, but not Bianca, she’s here without her husband because he’s the problem. Over her ten years of marriage, the last three have gone downhill on the sexual side. John just doesn’t seem to be up to doing much these days, and it’s been driving Bianca crazy. His sexual drive may have diminished over the years but.