"You have exhausted me oh powerful Djin." Ah Princess we have much more to experience, look what I have for you." He gently laughed.He was suddenly kn...eling beside her head and her eyes flew wide open and her mouth pursed in a silent little oh at the immense penis hanging between the Djin's legs. The hooded dark blue head was touching the pillows it hung down so far; it had to be as big around as her upper arm with grapefruit size balls causing it to arc out in a great curve. There was no way. I sat over on the grassy bank and crossed my legs, hiding my little cock and balls between my smooth, shaved feminine legs. 'Haha, you're crazy' my friend exclaimed, taking her phone out to snap a photo of me. I posed for a few feminine, seductive poses. 'You know what else I love?' I said, 'Wearing women's clothes'. 'Really?' she replied in awe.'Maybe you can try mine on' she teased. 'Oh please, can I please?' I begged her. 'Hehe ok, I don't mind wearing guy's clothes' she replied. There and. He wouldn’t get over it, but there was no sense telling him that. He wouldn’t get over this one or any of the others he’d find during his career, assuming he stayed on until retirement. He only had a halfway reasonable chance of learning to live with it without getting divorced or crawling into a bottle. I wasn’t so lucky. I did both after five years on the street. It took eight months to wean myself off the bourbon, but there was no fixing the marriage. Mary couldn’t handle my moods and. ." she said. She then walked passed me. I took in her sweet perfume as she passed me. The left side of her huge breast rubbed against my right forearm. My cock instantly got harder in my cargo shorts. How the fuck was I going to clean her bedroom, with a raging hard on? I quickly moved the front of my hand on the front of my tan cargo shorts. I was rock hard. I decided to pick up all her clothes around the room first. I picked up her small dental floss thongs, then her small panties. I smiled.