We don’t often take photos or videos of these experiences as the other parties involved very rarely want them shown on our blog. So please forgive m... that I must put in words what would be hot to see visually.I thought I would write about a recent MFM experience we had with a long time friend of mine. Mark had met him a number of years before but he and I had been friends since high-school. Mark spotted, immediately after meeting him, that he was attracted to me. I knew he had been interested. Except now for the fucking big dick, of course.Maddie stood and went to the full length mirror that hung on her closet door. She turned slowly from one side view to the other. If she had to have a cock then this one was the one to have. It seemed to be the equal of Jason's sizeable member, but it was more feminine if such a thing were possible. It was smoother, sleeker. There were none of the bumpy, bluish veins that were visible on his dick. She wished he was here. She smiled at the thought of. All of this was supposed to help him get stronger, be ready. But as the first few hours passed, David developed a strong sense that something was wrong. Because he didn't feel stronger at all. If anything, he felt even more drained than he had when he'd awoken to the lunch box. And it felt like more than just the bitterness that his brother's abandonment had left with him. His feet. They'd been numb before, cold. But now his toes felt strange, as if they were falling asleep, and the same. Looking around the Bar I saw almost nothing that would make my night any better and thought I'd simply head out for home. The other Bars were letting out and people were sorting out their options and pouring into their vehicles or making last ditch efforts to not go home alone. The Cops were out in force in the area watching for belligerent drunks and last minute d**g deals. I knew I shouldn't be driving so I thought I'd stop at a local eatery for breakfast. It was a popular place and a lot.