"Gee--it's nice and big," she said.His prick, as if aware of the compliment, had given a lurch, towering up before his belly. The knob was dark purple...and the underside of his stalk was seamed by a thick, pulsating vein, running from his swollen balls up to the flaring slab of his cockhead. As his prick throbbed, Karen's eyes moved with the motion of a cobra mesmerized by a fakir's flute. She stepped closer."Want me to do it for you?" she whispered huskily, glancing up at his face and then. There was no urgency. There was no reason for urgency. With his briefs kicked aside, he sat again.“How hard are you?”“Do you really need to ask? You always make me crazy.”“How. Hard. Are. You?”He smiled. “Hard. Straight-up hard.”“If I do this, does it make you harder?” In the middle of her question, Lauren pressed a middle finger against the lace and between her lips. That finger disappeared between her legs, then came back to her clit.She gasped silently.“Does it? Does it make your cock. Who’s tits are bigger?”, she asked laughing. “Well, I don’t know yet.” I said laughing as I brought both of my hands up under her breasts. I pushed them both up as if weighing them. Then I grabbed them both from the front covering her hard nipples. I leaned my head down and moved my hand so I could suck one of her nipples into my mouth. I then pulled away and said, “You definitely win. Your breasts are definitely bigger and much nicer, I might add.” then I leaned in again and started sucking on. We'll let them thrash it out," she grinned."Well, I hope this helps Flannery and his wife. He's a pretty unhappy man right now and he's not able to contribute the way he probably wants to. Good luck to him," I said."Yes ... good luck to him," she said quietly. "I'm just tidying up the details of his financial arrangements. He'll still be on the company health insurance and benefits but his salary will be suspended." Will they be all right ... financially, I mean." Oh yeah ... he's very well off.