Going to be a fun Monday. Wonder how much deadwood I can clear in one day?' ran through his mind.Monday 8:00 A. M. City Hall, Office of Henry Donaldso...Izzag could feel the bastard enter the building. 'Oh wonderful, his target was in a great mood. This would be a piece of cake.' He coiled himself like a Cobra, preparing to strike.But at the second that the, 'What in the world?' thought ran through Henry's mind Izzag's back end got hit by six hundred angry hornets. 'WHAT THE... !', and then his. I on the other hand, see a deeper beauty in the wizened wrinkles, as I look up into the tortured and unbelieving face staring back down as my lips and tongue smooth the wrinkles from his cock inside the warmth of my eager mouth, and the silky softness of his scrotum brushing my chin and resting on my face. My pussy is a gender free zone, has never been age restricted, and always willing, if my brain has been aroused, to invite inside to feel my warmth and appreciation, to the point of, ‘Oh’s’. ?Am I right?? she pressed.?Oh, just stop asking stupid bloody questions and get on with it,? Mandy scolded her, again winning laughter for her impatience. ?Tell us, Coral,? Corinne urged, her own need to hear just as urgent; not having experienced the phenomenon for some time and finding herself eager to at least hear about some ‘Real’ sex.?When Marlon and I first sat on the bed,? Coral began; ?the same bed Nigel had once considered his and I was about to make mine; I think we were both a bit. That's the magic number." He sniffed and made a face. "It probably doesn't matter unless some woman attacks you."I nodded and swallowed and sniffed, thoroughly confused."I'm curious," he said. "How long is it when it's hard?" I don't know," I lied. "Six, seven inches, pretty long." OK, that's normal, on the high side but normal. Can you get it hard?" Don't think so," I said, reaching down and grasping it. "Not now, not in here." Hm," he said and pushed a button on his phone. The door opened and.