"We started talking about penis size and he told me how big he was. I didn't believe him so he offered to show me," she continued."You've got to be jo...ing! So, you just let this guy show you his cock?" I asked."I was curious!" she said, in attempt to defend her decision. "He said it was 9 inches long and I thought he was full of it so I told him to show me." This is insane! Why would you even care?" I asked."I'd never seen a dick that big before and the thought of it kind of turned me on," she. He rubbed over her pussylips and up to her clit. Gently massaging through her panties, his hand pressed on her clit and stroked the whole sensitive area. Before Sylvia knew what she was doing, she had thrust her cunt onto the man’s hand. Another moan shot from her throat. Growing ashamed of herself, she tried to stay in control of her body’s desires. She forced herself to remain still. It was hard to do with Coach rubbing her clit. Before many more seconds had passed, the slut was again. “So if some people were to write about what John Carter said sixty years from now, what would they say about him?”“I have no idea,” Oscar admitted.“There are a lot of people who interacted with John Carter on a regular basis. Some of them have even written books about their experiences. Am I right?”“Yes, you are.”“If we were to package all of those books, or at least the better ones of them, together in a single volume, what would you have?”“Lots of second hand stories about what John did and. Gary always asked me to go with him and I always said no. I didn't want to be away from Jason and the twins, but as they grew older my parents (my mom really) wanted to take them for the weekends and she would baby-sit at the drop of a hat. So, when Gary came home one day in May and told me that he was going to Ft. Lauderdale for a symposium I said:"Great! I'll go with you on this one."Gary got a real funny look on his face and I saw it and said, "What?" You never go with me." So? There is.