"There is nobody who knows these moors well enough to feel confident to search now, we might just have to camp down somewhere tonight and look first t...ing in the morning if they don't return".The men turned to Mrs Green a she let out a shrill cry of torment."Noooo. . that's my husband out there, I'm not going to let you abandon him. I'll look for him myself".Before Inspector Wells could protest, Sergeant Harrison explained Mrs Green's desire to go with him to investigate. He strongly backed her. She explained that it was always at this moment that most men walked out on her and that she didnt want to tell me. So I asked her what was so bad that men walked out on a beautiful woman. It was then that she took off her panties to show me the most beautiful cock I had ever seen, at least 9 to 10 inches long and very thick, though not as thick as my wrist(thankfully). Suprised but not detered I told her that I still found her sexy and I wanted her the just the same. She took my hands and. I didn't want to take showers where others would see me.I returned to my room and pulled out a ruler and pumped my dick hard for a minute so I could get a new measurement. It was 6 1⁄2 inches long now. Not one of those huge man-meats you read about, but big enough to get the job done.It was still somewhat slender but when it was hard it had a slight curl upwards. That was new since it used to be pretty straight and stuck up at a 45-degree angle. It had been redesigned for a purpose.I saw that. Oh shit! There was no back to the dress and the straps over her shoulders didn’t cover her sides, The swell of her breasts below her arms were very evident. ‘Like it?’ She asked. ‘It’s almost as beautiful as you. But I’ve no bloody idea where I am going to put my hand when we are dancing.’ ‘I could give you some suggestions, Jack. But I doubt that it would be proper when we’re dancing though.’ Her eyes were twinkling. I grinned. ‘I suspect that your suggestions could be interesting but, as you.