.thodi der me hi mai ek bar zad gayi or vo mera sara pani pee gaye fir vo khade ho gaye or unhone apni paint utar li or maine unhe bithaya or unhka lu...d apne haath me le liya ohh myyy god itna bada lund mene aaj tak nahi dekha tha mujhe to lag raha tha ki ye to meri chut fad dega me thoda sa dar gayi thi fir maine us lambe mote lund ko apne muh me bhar liya mmmmmmmm........... mmmm…. kaafi aram se lund ko chuse rahi thi lund itna bada tha ki mere muh me pura nahi a raha tha me jor jor se lund. And Santa thinks you belong here, too. He left a package for you.” He handed her a small box with a big address tag. It had her name but his address. He hadn’t pushed his Santa claim to the extent of disguising his handwriting.“Bill you shouldn’t have.” And he really shouldn’t have. He’d sent her a Christmas card, but he’d warned her of that. Now, she’d have to get him a gift, and he’d know it had been bought after she’d received hers. That wasn’t the basis of their friendship. She’d given her. " She took me by the hand and led me up to her bedroom. My heart was pounding as we walking into the very large room, and she offered my a seat on a large sofa. She stood in front of me, and slowly unzipped her dress, revealing a smooth black bra. I watched as the zipper went lower, and she removed the dress. She was wearing a very shiny black half slip which stopped at just below her thighs. "You see, I do know what you like, don't I?", she asked. She raised her slip to show me she was. The ad made no mention of the woman's size, but I figured she was probably some fat cow. You had to fill out an application,and if you got picked, you'd be mailed a contract. I figured I had nothing to lose so I printed out the application and filled it out. You had to list your current job and closest relatives among other minor details. That was easy for me because I was currently unemployed and had no close living relatives. I put it in the mail the next day and figured I'd never hear.