Those are my balls. What’s the matter? Feeling like you’ve never seen the real thing all of a sudden?’ He arrogantly smirked after he said it. ...I stared a little more. ‘It’s just… I mean…I…So…so bi…so hu….so monstero…. so fucking gargantuan! You have a massive cock, okay? Do you think you could give me a fucking second to adjust my entire reality around the idea that someone as much man as you could even exist?’ He seemed to think about it. ‘Would it help if you had the measure?’ He asked.. "Fucker!" Jay screams at TC in agony as he tries to pull his cock from my mouth.The video doesn't stop and TC readjusts his body over mine, my head now hangs over the bed and Melissa's bra strap has rolled off of one of my shoulders. I still can't move my arms, they are now trapped under my body at an odd angle and now I am more aware than ever of all that is going on around me. I remember sensing it at this point on the video and while it was happening, how much I was wishing I were dead. It. Since this was, at least nominally, a wet T-shirt contest, and she was wearing no shirt whatsoever, I didn't really see the point. But what the hell. I still don't know what T.J. said to her onstage, but Mary proceeded to give new meaning to the term "wanton woman." Her hands traced the curves of her body, cupping her breasts, tweaking her nipples, spanking her ass, and grinding her crotch. As she danced, she pulled the material of her panties up tighter and tighter, revealing her glistening. I ended up behind him in line and could still smell the chlorine from the pool. A quick once over told me he was going commando, maybe around 5'8" tall, his cut away shirt showed a nice smooth chest, with just a touch of hair under his pits. He paid for his soda, and smiled at me as he exited, I almost missed the smile below those blue eyes. I watched his ass wiggle inside his running shorts as he walked out the door. Nice JO material for later tonight I thought.I paid for my stuff, and lit a.