” I could see the smile on Thomas’ face as he said, “Sure Kelsey, you may massage me there. And as far as I’m concerned you can totally remove...the towel.” Kelsey slid the towel off of Thomas and began deep-tissue massage on his muscular ass cheeks, and I could see her eyes widen when she saw his cock and balls laying there between his legs. She moved back a little to get an even better view of his genitals, and finally moved further down to rub the junction of his upper thighs and ass cheeks.. His dick. I liked it because it was about this long." She held her hands nearly a foot apart."You're kidding," Alexa said, her eyes wide. "Guy's things don't get that big. They'd have too much blood loss or something." I don't know," Connie said. "No blood means no thinking, and that describes a guy with a hard-on. He's not doing any thinking, his dick is, and it's got only one thought in its little head." Jeff's is that long, trust me, I measured it one night." Devlin set her hands on the. “Is this the cousin Beth, from your Daddy Christmas story?”“Mmm-hmmm.”I started reading.“Whoa!”“I know.” She said this through a mouthful of spaghetti. I pushed the napkins toward her and started to read a message from Beth, out loud.“’…my mom was really drunk that Christmas night and we were talking about your dad and—please don’t be mad—but she told me she fucked him!’”Amy finished a glass of wine and set it down, smoothing the table cloth in front of her.“My dad is a player, apparently.” It. Mom yelled at me to help unpack the picnic so I was distracted for a few minutes. When the food was set out I looked for him again, he was standing near the river toweling himself. Again as I watched his muscles work, his body flex, my stomach flipped. What the hell was wrong with me? I wasn’t quite sure but I know it had to do with the shape and form of his wide shoulders, narrow hips and sports hardened legs and butt. He played football, basketball, tennis and baseball; all year round he was.