I stepped backwards again, eyes closed, shaking my head to try to clear the thoughts that tangled like wool. "I'm so sorry, I didn't see you." I felt ... steadying hand on me and I opened my eyes to the stranger I had walked into. "Don’t worry, that’s fine," I recognized the voice before the face registered. It was the smile that hit me first, that smile I wasn't ever supposed to see again. Jon Richardson. I worked my hardest to compose my face, sure that if I didn't it would spasm into some. “He’s HUGE! This stuff really does work!” from the foamshe pulled out his huge limp member.“And slippery” his cock slipped around in her hand asshe tried to get her fingers around his bulk. She thenplopped his cock down on top of her ruler and Debrajotted down the results. “Yup, nine and a half inches and he’s still limp.Betcha’ can’t deep-throat that one” said Kori.“I told you, I could deep-throat any size and I meantit.”. ”They arrived at the restaurant where John had early dinner reservations. He stood at her side, arm around her waist, enjoying her deep cleavage, while they waited for their table.She smiled at him, kissing his cheek and enjoyed his eyes on her. They were escorted to their table where she sat on the padded bench and him on the chair across from her.“Hasn’t Lisa taught you anything about where to sit on a sexy date? How are we supposed to touch each other with you sitting across from me?” John. As she laid there and I sat back, I looked at her supper spermy cunt, she had cum all over her bush and it was leaking from her hole. "Damn, you must have pumped about a gallon of cum in me." She said. "Hand me my robe so that I can clean this up." I handed the woman her robe and she wiped her cunt with it. The two of us walked into the kitchen and she gave me a glass of water. She leaned against the counter as I drank. I looked at her cunt and my cock grew hard again. I moved over to her and.