I hesitated and responded “No”.“I am glad to hear. I love you”, was all Gracie wrote.My mind was wandering to the point where I could’t real...y focus on anything.I did not hear a fucking thing. I texted and called....nothing.On Sunday, she walked through the front door.“Before you get angry with me, I have a special surprise for you”, Gracie said.I sighed and kissed her.She took me by the hand and we walked into the living room.“Sit on your recliner”, she said. I did so.She put a memory card. I am rewarded with a grunt from Jimmy, his hips trying to buck as I work back and forth over the little cluster of nerve endings. My free hand reaches up to press down on his lower abdomen, giving me better control. I rub swiftly, then slowly; firmly, then gently; fingers together pressing up, then forked to rub against the sides. Jimmy’s whimpers have morphed into little gasps, his penis bobbing with every press and rub, the jingling now incessant. Sweat forms and pools, glistening at the base. Resistance to radiation would be a major plus, too. I need better materials for the rocket nozzles, or a better chemical fuel that doesn't burn out the nozzles as quickly. The nozzle issue is why our current turnaround time is closer to a week, than forty-eight hours. Each flight requires extensive testing, to ensure the nozzles are still functional. After materials, I think better computer control would be next," he said, nodding towards Kim."Computer controls can be pretty sophisticated," Kim. Jeez, I thought, what's the fascination with Cody's dick. I'm not gay or anything. I think it's just the thought of having a huge dick that could fill any vagina and make it orgasm. I don't know.Finally, I got up the nerve. I stood up. My 7 inch cock obvious in my gym shorts, and walked across the room to the hallway. I was a little too self conscious to actually look at Cody's groin as I walked by. Apparently, Cody was not so self conscious about looking at my groin. I guess actually, it was.