“No, this is perfect.” She held up her phone for me to see. It was not perfect; in fact, it was obscene. The truck – what you could see of it �... looked great. I – what you could see of me, which was too much – looked horny. Very visibly horny, my cock rigid and thick and standing tall. “Stella, delete that! You can’t put that on the bulletin board.”She just laughed again. “You haven’t seen our bulletin board. You’ll look great up there among all the other glorious hunks of manhood. Check out the. Not that Claus looked any better. But anything was better than the years of the dried well, and the first time she reached out, on her own initiative, and took his limp cock in her hand, it responded as might be expected. Her body was no marvel to cherish and caress, but in the darkness of their bedroom with his eyes closed, and images in his mind of how she had looked six years ago, it was not too bad. That Annie's eyes were closed, too, he could only classify as 'fair enough'. Soon those. "What do you mean it's really big?" she'd asked. "I mean, not that I really know what is or isn't. For all I know, mine's big in comparison to everyone else's. The only thing I do know for sure, is that my tits are two different sizes completely. Obviously that isn't something you've had to deal with the way that I have."They had laughed, albeit a little uncomfortably, with Alice first showing Bree her lop-sided boobs."Ok, I showed you mine, your turn to show me yours!" Alice had. .. I want you to meet someone." She was calm and composed and I didn't sense any upset, but I was tense and wanted to know why she would let a stranger into our place."Vin ... this is my father, Donald," she said in a steady voice.I was stunned. She had let this bastard into our apartment. I couldn't believe it. Why? I was so taken aback that I couldn't form any words. I just stood there and stared, wide-eyed at the both of them.Her father had stood up from the sofa and was looking at me.