I took it in my hands and weighed it, rolled it around and then held it tight hand over hand like a baseball player does when sorting out who bats. It...measured up as nearly three handfulls, probably 9" and it felt so warm. what now? I pulled the foreskin back gently which showed it in it's full wonderful glory.I touched the head with my tongue, and rolled it around making it wet. The cock grew to full length and hardness,it was so firm and I could now feel it throb on my tongue as I slid it. We would typically meet once a month depending on availability in his flat in SW London mainly on a Sunday morning to maintain discretion. My buddy was in his early 50's and at the time I was in my mid 20's. I felt from my end from the off this would be a good fit as someone older is typically more reliable. He was white British and I am British Indian background, this wasn't an issue and actually it was a turn on for both of us from an interracial and age aspect.After replying to his ad. He was glad to get into bed to rest his legs. The next morning she gave him his cup of coffee and suggested hewear the garter belt and nylons with the panties. There was no wayhe wanted to wear them but found himself wearing them nevetheless.He couldn't understand why his mind said no but he ended up wearingthe detested items. The rest of the week was basically the same. On Saturday morningshe suggested he wear what she'd left on the bed. He saw a dressand slip had been added to the rest. Bet it feels so good knowing you can beat thecrap out of weak defenseless females." Her mouth was starting to enrageClint. He had never had a woman dare talk to him this way. "You know,Clint, I am starting to think that you are indeed lacking in the manhooddepartment. You like beating up weaker people? Is that how you make upfor what you lack between your legs, or is it your Ferrari Testicle here?"He walked over to her with his fists clenched. "Aww, what's the matter,Clint, or should I.