"Well, fellas. It's been some years since I was a young bull, or even a mature bull like you fellas. Yet maybe I have a story you'd get something out ...f. Listening to the stories here tonight, I'm afraid it's not on the same level, but it kind of shows something about the way womenfolk work. And that knowledge, earned long before this thing took place, has come in 'good stead' to me. Whatever good stead means!"The Story"My kids were all grown, my wife had died, and I was in that age when the. He began to make deep grunting noises inside his throat.These grunts got louder and louder until Tamara could tell he was about to shoot his load within her womanhood."COME IN ME!" she screamed.He let out a howl.He sounded like a werewolf.They came together, and sang a duet in homage to the pleasure they shared.Then they fell quiet and still, Larry pressing his full weight on the little girl's chest as his elbows could no longer support the weight of his upper body.He could hear the two of them. Nice to see you,” Paul said.“Yeah nice to see you again. It has been a long time,” I replied.Paul took a seat on a stool at the counter next to me. I took a quick peek at Paul’s crotch to see if there was any evidence of a big cock. I was not disappointed. It looked as if he had a huge snake in his pants. My peek did not go unnoticed by Paul and he had a wry smile on his face. Unbeknownst, to me, Paul enjoyed having his cock sucked just as much as he loved fucking a pussy and it didn’t matter. She did stand up, willingly going with the pressure from his arm, but then she raised her other arm to signal stop. ‘Martin, this is crazy, and I know you won’t understand this.’ She paused, gathering up some more courage. ‘But I’m going to have to ask John.’ ‘What?’ he exclaimed, his face revealing his astonishment. ‘I know, it will sound silly to you, but I have to Martin … I just have to.’ She shook her arm free of his and began to walk into the kitchen. Martin followed her. ‘So when can we.