“Woju mean bithing?” slurred Benji, his head spinning.“You’ll find out,” said Bob.Even though he’d never been to an auction, Benji couldn�...�t understand the ‘bidding’.However, the winner apparently bid 7 x 8 inches. What Benji was very soon to learn was that the winner had to find 7 guys at the party with cocks of at least 8 inches, or pay a forfeit of having a tube of toothpaste squeeked up his arse whilst being videod for Youtube!The ‘winner’ had, it so happened, brought 5 huge guys with him,. I took a long, cool shower, and fought the stirrings in my privates as I recalled how she looked. I finished my shower, wrapped a towel around my waist, and wa;lked into the hallway. I froze as a looked into the guest room and saw her standing in her black nylon bra, matching panty, and heels. She was brushing her hair facing the dressing mirror, and didn't see me. I moved into the room being careful not to appear in the mirror, and my erection immediately went to full staff. I guessed her. The various b**sts and creatures ate their morsels. Badmorgan mouthed something to Twinklenald. The three-foot-three-inch, fairy being followed the huge ork into the thicket.“Sgt. Badmorgan,” giggled the pixie. “How can I help you?”“You know how,” Twinklenald.“Were you watching my little pixie booty on the journey.”“You already know.”Badmorgan grabbed Twinklenald and rubbed his calloused hands all over the smooth, tiny, pale body. “I’m gonna fuck you so good.”It was no secret that most male. There, I said what I thought.” She was startled that she had said that. “I’m not interested in a fling. I follow my intuition and I see an intelligent, attractive, woman who has settled into a comfortable marriage, but there’s more to you. I saw it in the way you laughed in the park when we were playing with the leaves, and I said to myself, this is someone I could fall in love with. I’ve missed that. I had a terrible marriage, an empty marriage, and though I had a few flings, they didn’t do.