When I actually tried to read them, I discovered that the newest was old when my granddad was a boy. Have you heard the one about the traveling salesm...n and the farmer's daughter? I'd yet to crack a smile when Cindy arrived. She had a key, "in case of emergencies" but never used it, always ringing the bell instead.While I was fixing dinner for us I heard her trying to suppress a laugh. "Did you find one you hadn't heard?" I asked. One of the things I liked most about Cindy was her easy laugh.. Entering the house, I found it empty. "Hello?" I almost whispered. "Anyone home? It's Brandon."Nothing.I listened up the stairs and heard nothing, no steps no activity. Strange, both Gertrude's and Fred's cars were still there.I walked into the kitchen and noticed a door leading to the cellar. The house was built just like mine so I knew that the cellar was a full sized cellar. I heard some muffled noise coming from the door and slowly opened it.Peering down the stairs I heard some muffled. I told her it was a big one. With that Joan asked me how big was my cock.By now it was apparent that not only was Joan getting turned on, but I was as well. She then said, "Show me." My pants were bulging in the front from my hard on and Joan said it again. "Show me." I unzipped my fly and fished my 8 inch cock out of my pants. Joan was now flushed in the face and from the look on her face, I knew she was really turned on. She said, "Oh my god, that is the biggest cock I have ever seen." . I was extremely aroused and didn't know where to look. I wanted to look at her and drink in the sight of her beautiful naked body; her lovely big breasts, her prominent nipples, her honey blonde pubic hair, the curve of her hips and her firm, yet soft girlie tummy. And yet, I found myself looking around the yard too; could anyone else see her? Was anyone looking? She was naked and could be seen by anyone! She seemed totally relaxed, whereas I was nervously looking around; firstly at her, then.