. I learned he was a manager of a credit union in Baltimore, and owns an estate on an old farm! He is just really looking for a room mate to add life...to the place, and for company. Fine with me. So, we set up a time. I worked in a place called Columbia. It was an equal commute, save for less traffic and more highway time. The house was spacious. It was a very large rancher about a quarter mile off rural road 27. 5 bedrooms to be exact, and seperate three car garage filled with just. Jenny headed downstairs to the map section. She fingered the index in a regional book in order to locate Browbeach farm. It was located on page 52, B2/C4. She turned to page 52 and located the farmstead. As luck would have it – it was located in the nearby vicinity. She ripped the pages she required from the book and marched out to her car.People surrounded it; all of them looking at her in stunned silence. One man stepped forward as she approached the car. “Don’t go there. Don’t go.”She. The coolness of the night air revived me some and I made the half hour drive home safely. The next morning I was groggy and the whole events of the previous evening seemed dreamlike and unreal….Did I really get all horned up over another man’s cock, did I really jerk myself off in his bathroom wishing I was stroking his cock? I waited nervously for the other shoe to drop but nothing did. I knew I would have to call Bert and apologize. There was no way around it I would have to man up. He was. Impatiently i went for his zipper and pulled it out. "OH MY GOD!" I discoverd an 8" monster. I had to see how much of it i could fit into my mouth. HE laid back and i took hold of his throbbing hammer with both hands and put it in my mouth. I licked up the front of his shaft and down the other side, when he made me suck on his suple balls. " you really like sucking my dick huh baby?" he said, "mmmhhhhmmmmmmm" i replied with my mouth full. I asked him if i could ride his dick and he said.