I'm just under 8 inches and fairly thick. He's 1/3 to 1/2 again longer than me and almost twice as thick!!! There were few things that turned me on mo...e than seeing Dawn with a nice big dick with the exception of seeing her with another woman or couple!!! Anyway not wanting to miss any of the "good" stuff I got out my camera and got read to get some SMOKING HOT pics!!! By the time I was ready to start taking pics she had guided him to the bed using his cock and sat him down on the edge of it.. “I’m Jessica Ferraro, Mr. Henderson. I’m with the FBI.” She actually pulled out identification and showed it to me.“It’s nice to meet you Ms. Ferraro. Uh, why...” I started to say, quite perplexed, when the waiter appeared and asked if he could take her order.She smiled at him, a wonderful, dimpled smile. “Just coffee please.” When he left she looked at me. “Mr. Henderson your government would like to ask you for a favor.”Perplexed I replied, “A favor? What kind of a favor?” This didn’t sound. At mid thigh I thought on the short side. It wasn’t her intention but she was squeezed up against me by the forces of this rolling human sardine can. Her massive firm tits were pressed up against my chest. My sense of humor got the best of me and unusual set of circumstances brought forth a chuckle. “Something funny” she asks? “Oh, no nothing at all” I replied. “then why did you laugh to your self, do you do that often?”. “No it’s just that well … you know”. Oh God now I’ve become a . She remembered Lord Tathlone. He was a kindly man, polite, thoughtful but just a little vague, forgetful. It was unkind of her to mention his smell; but, unfortunately, he did smell like an old goat! She remembered his steward, a man a man named Ebeneezer. He was an obsequious little man. Bald and pasty faced, with bulging eyes. The way her looked at her had made her flesh crawl. She shuddered at the thought. No, she would never marry Tathlone.“You really are a self-centred little bitch aren’t.