.. or do you? I sure as hell don't. Does any man?"Jack was a little unhappy with himself that he was unable to keep the exasperation out of his voice....That should be a dead giveaway to Harry that he and Angela were having problems. But Harry just kept on chewing his food, a thoughtful look coming over his big, good-natured face."How long you been married?" he finally asked."About a year," Jack said cautiously, not knowing what Harry was getting at."You know, I been married nearly ten," Harry. His fingers couldn’t fully grasp his girth, his mouth couldn’t fully hold his sack, but he jerked him as fast as he could and sucked him hard, like drawing venom from a wound.“Ahh,” said Armisen, his professional tone beginning to slip. Carson smirked. If he kept this up, maybe he could get the businessman in trouble. The thought of it made his cock almost spring from his pants.Still gargling his balls and pumping away at his rod, Carson loosened one free hand to go roaming between the giant’s. My head rolled back, breaking our kiss, and I moaned loudly. All my blood and warmth rushed to my middle and fought with the coldness of him. Bernie held himself deep inside me, letting me dance my hips around him and use him to my pleasure. It had been so long since I felt a man inside me that every cell in my body went into overdrive. I shook and shuddered as the instant orgasm waved around me and he remained still.When I looked up at him he smiled and said, “Now, my sweet Anne, you are ready. I was perspiring partly from the heat and partly from the excitement of seeing her dressed the way she was. As she approached me, her uniform skirt opened at her knees, and I saw the row of lace at the bottom of her slip. she ran the stethoscope all over my body, and listened to the "pulse" in my now rock-hard penis. She turned a switch on the small black box, and it began to hum as she placed it against my penis and testicles. She had begun to perspire too, and I saw her forehead and cleavage.