For a while, I stood in the shower with the water running, remembering his rough hands rubbing all over me, feeling his cock inside of me, unwilling t... wash away the memories of our first time. When I exited the shower, clean and freshly scented, Ben was still sprawled on the bed, his cock relaxed and flaccid, drooping over his balls with small droplets of cum hanging on to his red tip. His hands were behind his head and he was looking up towards the ceiling. He seemed to be in deep thought and. Plus Lodi needs exposure to a token Indian girl who is smart, beautiful and speaks like she's from Downton Abbey!"They both laughed."And then there's Cindy..." What about Cindy?" Yesterday I drove by Cindy's new house downtown. It's beautiful, in an older well-established section and it makes me think she's really going to hang around, promises to Jenny aside. I listened to her on the radio this morning – she's a natural and she and the morning guy Tom, had me cracking up. They have terrific. Chances are at least one of them will take a liking to me, or maybe several. With some beer in my belly I'm sure I'll find the courage this time!" - I think to yourself. Fantasizing about how I'll sleep with every one of them, perhaps several at once each night. I feel a stiffness come on. It's not a problem, nobody can see it from here.I start touching yourself over my pants, drifting off into fantasy while I look at the back of their heads, remembering how they look, their big breasts hiding. . everything you have, here.” He opened his eyes and looked down into her eyes, now close to his face again. Still she pumped, not especially fast, nor painfully slow. “Are you scared?” he asked. She licked her lips. Was she? “How big is it, Travis? You've measured it?” “Fifteen and a half inches.” She couldn't help but giggle. And a half. “How thick?” “About 10 inches.” She looked down at it. She could believe it, though if she wasn't holding it in her hands and stroking it, she wouldn't.