It was like measuring a diving board-- I wobbled stiffly as she pulled it across toward the head."Not twelve. f******n inches... and a little more. Ho... Lee. Fuck."Even I was surprised to hear that, but she looked up at me and pointed to the number on the measure. "You've gotta take a picture of me!" She said enthusiastically."Here," I said-- reaching down and getting my phone out of my pocket. I activated the screen and went to my camera-- and zoomed out. There she was on my screen, kneeling. That night I dreamed about him again. This time I had no problem getting his pants down. He was big and thick between my legs, pumping hard, and I was gasping and moaning and almost about to come for what seemed in the dream like a very long time. I woke up in a sweat with a damp spot under me on the bed, and hurriedly finished myself off, one hand shov- ing fingers up inside me and the other rubbing my clit hard until I came. There was no time to reach for the vibrator and no need for it. My. He brought it closer to me and I took it between my full lips, sucking on it furiously, willing for him to cum inside my mouth. My hands grabbed his ass and pulled him closer. Fuck he had a great ass; a “shaker,” as I affectionally call them. HOLY SHIT. I momentarily released the man’s penis from my mouth and thrusted my hips up violently, my toes curling inside the Hispanics’ mouth as I let out a scream of pleasure. I had another squriting orgasm. Jenny’s techniques were fool proof! With my. If I see you at the cop out, your drinks are on me. Well for one night at least," I said laughing."Thanks Maxine, I just want you to know how glad I am that you made it back. I didn't think you would." The younger man said."I'm a lot harder to kill than I look," I said as I turned toward a table away from everyone. The bike ride had burned off just a little of the coolant, so the coffee was welcome on more than one level. I was tasting the breakfast bagel even though my taste receptors weren't.