He was on his knees and Uncle Joe had his monster cock in his mouth. I mean that thing was ENORMOUS. Grandpa’s salami was nothing compared to that. ...ncle Joe’s cock was going in an out completely. His cock was at least one foot long and it had to be 3 inches in diameter: a monster cock! His hands were wrapped in the guy’s hair and his was fucking this mouth with fury. The most amazing thing was that the guy seemed to have no problems with that. No gagging, nothing! I would have gagged and died. She was quick to give credit to, "Two kids who had a dream ofthat night years ago and whose ideas finally got used by those whoshould have seen their value" without saying just who were those kidsbut did reveal that the ladies were pleased to know that their new VP ofcontent was able to write an entire show in a matter of hours with onlya few hiccups that were normal of live events. The only hitches thatnight being a few of the wrestlers acting out of character and showingtheir nasty side at. They all seemed to be in their forties. Unlike the erotica she had read, none of them had been ripped or even particularly fit. In fact, they were all going to seed. Allie had approached the bar anyway and had a seat. She had a glimmer of hope that someone better would show up.Ordering a Johnny Walker neat, she had noticed that the bartender had not hidden his stare at, no down, her cleavage. She had started to think this might have been a mistake. She had downed her drink and was preparing to. A wave of emotion flooded over her, unlike anything she had ever experienced. She almost screamed, both in surprise and in pleasure, but restrained herself. Her muscles were not nearly as considerate however. Her orgasm was so powerful and overwhelming that her legs slapped against Hunter's head seven or eight times, quite forcefully, and then her knees locked together behind his back, holding him tightly to her. Hunter was unable to move until she relaxed her leg clamp, but he knew that she.