I put an exam glove on and placed my hand at the best of his penis. It was so heavy and thick, with great veins and a fat mushroom head. I used both h...nds to check for tears as I ran my fingers down towards the tip of his penis. It slightly twitched as I did, and as I looked up at him he said “sorry” very softly. I told him that it was fine. I also explained that his penis was perfectly normal, aside from being the size of a small horse. I asked him to come back in 3 months, to make sure there. I squeezed and twisted her nipple. "I knew you would like this! Ive been waiting so long to do this to you! You like me fucking you with my fingers don't you?" Her moans grew louder, but with all the crickets and other animals making noises, it didn't seem as loud. I felt her about to cum but before she did, I stopped finger fucking her and though I felt her disappointment, she started taking over and starting stroking my cock faster and faster. I was moaning louder than she was. She felt. We opened five years ago after a long struggle with the local council planning department, battling with objections from local church groups and the like. But we got off the ground in the end. At first I stayed in the background leaving Sally and Malcolm to run things. They were not just very good friends that I trusted but Sally was also my submissive slave and I cuckolded Malcolm on a regular basis. I was more than happy to stand back and be a silent partner but when rates and lease costs. "Oh, yes, daddy!"I heard him chuckle a little. "That's good. I just wanted to see how you were doing and Mr. Spencer wanted me to let you know that it is all right to accept the gift he is going to be giving you. I want you to carry it with you whenever you are out. Mr. Spencer will explain it to you when he gives it to you. Understand, pumpkin?" Yeah, dad, I guess," I told him dubiously, rather confused about the serious tone to his voice, as if he was trying to explain how to disarm a bomb.