I was wondering if she was telling me the truth as at the age attained by her, breasts do get to sag naturally. I asked her again and she said, "Why d...n’t you see them in person, so that you won’t have any confusion?" After this question, she asked me about my cock size. I told her that it was six inches long and very thick. She was amazed at this and asked me if I was sure. I got confused as my cock is normal but it sure is thick so I asked her why she asked. She had gotten a bit frank with me. Being debased as a 'Slut' or 'Whore' emphasizes your enslavement to 'Cock', a love of mens pleasure organ, not afraid to take it 'on', and pleasure yourself, as well as him.I once came down on a five minutes packed elevator ride, and emerged with a load of semen smeared across my bum. The poor desperate opportunistic fucker had whipped it out, and let it rub up against my cheeks, when I unwittingly, relieved him sexually, two thin layers of cotton from full intercourse.The power of the spoken. The lung follows the suction, drawing up tightly against the chest wall from the inside, and starts to oxygenate blood again. Good times. Except, of course, for the process of making that happen. As you might imagine, when you need it in a hurry, you are not anesthetized. Without anesthesia, it really, really hurts. In fact, I’ve been told that it hurts like a motherfucker. True story. Direct quote. On the other hand, the fact that my witness was able to draw enough breath to speculate upon my. Who honestly could imagine such a thing?Yet it happened!The strangest thing was I was just a normal man. I was averagely endowed between my legs. I had an ordinary job, so I wasn't rolling in cash. I drove a sedate sedan. There was nothing special about me yet eight girls wanted to have frequent sex with me and as far as I knew it was only with me. It didn't make sense and I sure liked it that way."Ooooh!" Katie moaned, pushing back down on my cock.Yes, life was complicated but I didn't ponder.