Brandon arrived in his shiny black BMW convertible beamer. The day was starting out perfect! Megan stepped into the car, ‘Good morning.’ ‘Hi, go...d morning,’ Brandon replied as he started to drive. Megan still seemed a little sleepy so Brandon told her that if she wanted to stretch out and take a nap it was ok with him. He agreed to wake her up when they got near their destination. She closed her eyes and stretched her body out so that her head was toward her door and the rest of her body was. It was having an effect on me and I said so. "I don't know a bout you, but I'm getting hard." He looked down and saw an obvioius bulge in my shorts. "I guess so, and me too." I reached down to his crotch and slid my hand across, and there it was, a hard lump pointing to the side. I ran my hand over it, and Tim closed his eyes and moaned.After touching him, I finished opening his shirt took it off him. Then he pulled my t-shirt up and over my head. Without thinking, we again embraced, and. .. at least, not yet. Then, about to hang up, she came up with an idea.She had kept in touch with Doctor Evelyn Santos, the doctor that had taken care of me. The doctor said that they had finally gotten funds from the state and federal government to build a full-scale family medical clinic but so far had received scant interest from builders because it was such a remote area. Brenda suggested I call the doc and talk to her about it.So I talked with Evelyn about it. She said that none of the. He definitely scratched my itch; it felt so good to be so full to bursting as he filled me, stretching my eager hole so tight. So you can see how disappointing it was to get my husband’s puny 7 inches and his tiny squirts of semen. Even so, things would have carried on in much the same way had he not fucked up.Early last year I was calling on a newish client with a string of casinos nationwide. Benson the owner was a very charismatic Jamaican man with a real physical presence, six feet eight.