” She said as she slid down to her knees in front of me.With the skill that comes only from experience she unzipped my pants and pulled them off, in...luding my boxers, in one quick movement. My cock instantly sprang to attention, waiting to see what would happen next.“Oh Jake, you were definitely not kidding when you said you had a big dick, this is huge.”“Do you think you can take it all?”“Of course I can… Just watch me.” And with that she proceeded to shove my whole eight inch dick down her. Lupus was a later development in Colleen McGinny’s life, after I went to graduate school in South Carolina.‘Just then, my computer materialized off to my right and the message on the screen said, ‘Once more, not everything will proceed as in your former timeline.’ After reading that, a new sentence appeared, ‘Your friends and close relations are being influenced in ways even we couldn’t predict.’ Finally a last sentence came to the screen. ‘Life is a Lemon ... either be a sour-puss or make. Of course have teenage girls to entice men with a thirst for young pussy and tomboyish enthusiasm for hung men, helps with roll-play situations, one of which I shall tell you about.Of course both my nieces are chat-room A-listers, going through men on a daily basis, before and after school, actually I correct myself, they do it at school, in the toilet on their latest hand held devices, hot and live, up-to-the-minute raw masturbation from the white porcelain pan, I bet they let more be seen. The night seemed so long ago, she didn’t remember much about it. She closed her eyes again, feeling good — relaxed and … satisfied. That was it, she recognized the feeling. She had been fucked last night and totally sated sexually. The man who had bedded her must have had a prick the size of a donkey and the stamina to match to do this kind of job on her, she reflected dreamily. Getting laid had never before left her quite so zonked so many hours later. But where was she and what kind of man.