He asked if I had jerked off yet and being embarrassed, I said no. He offered to help me. The offer wasn't exactly refused but I chose not to join h...m. Instead we talked about his sister and whether she had seen his " 10 inch cannon." Seems she had be didn't care much.He had a large cock. While maybe not ten inches it was enormous to me. It lay heavily on his belly and as he played with it, it rose up, a drop of precum on the tip. He would probably have stroked himself off except that I. It was more instinct than anything else, she told me. I thanked her anyway.Hesitantly, she asked how it was going between Sherrie and me. I was ready for the question and told her how deeply I felt about Sherrie. I told Karen that her instincts must be incredibly sharp and she laughed.As tentative as I had been talking about Sherrie and me, Karen told me about a new man in her life. I knew him vaguely. He'd been an observer from the International Red Cross in the Kabul hospital and had come in. Ab bahan ne meri pith par tel dala or massage karne lagi to mujhe bahoot accha lag raha tha uske chote or Naram hath mere pith par or kandho par tel laga rahe the mere sharia me ab uttejna bhar rahi thi or mai madhosh hone laga tha thori der baad bahan boli bhaiya aap sidhe let jao mai aap ke baalo me tel laga deti hu to mai sidha ho gaya ab vo mere balo me tel laga kar sahlane lagi to mera lund lamba hone laga or tun kar 8′ ka ho gaya tha mai apne par control karne ki Koshish kar raha tha par. I met up with everyone, and walked out to the porch. Sarah was there alone at the table sitting on the two-seater. I sat next to her.“Nice to see you again.” I said.She laughed and hugged me, pretending to the world, hopefully any observers we just met again. We looked around, seeing no onlookers, and sat back.“So.” I said.“So.” She said back.“I don’t want to be the asshole here, but are you my girlfriend now?”“No. I’m just your female bro.”“Right.”I was kind of upset by her statement, but at.