The size of Blake’s dick was by all definition impressive. Not so much in length – which was rather stumpy – but in girth. Thick as a beer can. ...e couldn’t keep his eyes off it. The way it grew. The way it got hard.There was such a high sexual tension in the air that even Blake started to notice it, lost in thoughts about Zen. His dick was now completely erect. Embarrassed, Blake Lotus put the towel over it and said to Two Ton he needed a shower. But before he could leave Two Ton stopped him.. There, we sat on the carpet and caught up with each other’s frustrations of the world. We never talked ‘business’ at the café; we used e-mails and social media for that. In total, we had three ‘dates’ there. Even though we spoke freely with each other over social media, I longed to meet Molly in person. She was quite tall, fairly slim. Her hips were not pronounced, but subtle. Her chest I estimated at a 34A, just the right size for me. Other men ignored her based on her small breast size; I. “Don’t worry,” I called out to him as reassuringly as I could. “I’m not here to cause you any trouble.”My words of reassurance didn’t wipe the frown off the man’s face. In fact, his brow furrowed more as I spoke to him. It didn’t bode well. I just stopped and shook my head.“This isn’t going to work,” I said to the man bluntly, “if you don’t give me a chance. Yes, I know that your village hasn’t fared well with people like me as your neighbour, but those people are gone. I’ve dealt with them,. I was doing everything I could to send out the signals of my lust for him as well. We sat in his car talking about trivial things, music, other people we both knew, just general crap. After an hour or so, the conversation was lagging and I was really horny. I had always wondered what it would be like to fuck this guy and I'm sure he was thinking the same thing about me. I couldn't keep my eyes from falling on the crotch of his pants. I really wanted to know what was going on in.