"Let's go in and hear what they have to say."Ken took a deep breath, gathering his courage. Maybe it's a benign tumor after all, he thought. Maybe tha...'s all they're going to tell me.The tone of this thought seemed about the same a parent used when explaining to a ten year old that there really was a Santa Claus ... and a Tooth Fairy as well.Meghan squeezed his hand again, a little gentler this time. "Even if it is ... is ... what we're afraid of," she said, "it's probably something they can. His seven inch cock hung limp over his thigh like a huge banana with a plump mushroom shaped head at the tip. As I looked at him for a minute I began to imagine how big he would be when it was hard. I was getting aroused by the thoughts of just walking in there and sucking his beautiful cock. I resited the urge and pulled his door closed and returned to the kitchen. I pour a cup of coffee and stood at the counter, rubbing my growing boner through my shorts. With my coffee in one hand and my. He pulled up his pants. "Fuckin' Incredible!!" he said as he walked out the door.She knelt there, the white substance still dripping from her lips. She ran her tongue around as much as it would go, trying to taste every last bit. Unconsciously, she moved her hands to her breasts and played with the erect nipples. She felt her cock stiffen again. She resisted every urge to touch it, to feel the wetness oozing from it.Eventually, it was too much and she began slowly stroking it. She loved the way. Tasha was the worst. She had the same reaction I did last night. I stood back and let the emotions flow for a long time before I stepped in and took Tasha in my arms and held her. She cried on my chest and when she looked in my eyes, she saw the tears being held back in my eyes.“How are you, Mick?”“I’m pretty messed up. Sasha had to drive home from the doc’s because I couldn’t see the road to drive. Last night I think I drained out all of my emotions with Sasha. Right now, I think I’m good, but.