I wore my sexiest nighty, but he didn't even notice. Then I started playing with his prick, but it wouldn't get hard. Usually it's pretty big, but las... night it was about the size of a thimble." She paused, looking impish. "I even tried giving it a suck, to see if that would make it hard. No way! There wasn't enough there to fill a tooth, let alone my mouth, and the drunken swine just kept snoring away." Gee--that's too bad," Caroline agreed.The two girls had never shared confidences of this. I find myself staring into her eyes for a second longer than I really should do. Coming to my senses I ask if I can help her.“Ross, Ross Bradley?”“Yes, that’s me.”“Hi Ross, I’m Polly Brown, a reporter from the local newspaper, The Herald. A friend of yours got in touch with us and told us all about all the good things you do for charity, and I so much wanted to cover the story, I hope you don’t mind?”She offers me her hand and I shake it gently, noticing how tiny it looks grasped in mine. I am. "That's it slut! Fuck yourself on this hard cock. Fuck yourself if you want to cum!" Tommy growled. Barbara had never heard her son talk like that and at first it shocked her - he had always spoken in such a polite and respectful manner. But hearing his animalistic, dominant voice also was quite erotic and Barbara felt her pussy tingle as she listened.As she watched through the narrow opening, Barbara saw Connie's thighs spread wider apart as Tommy's cock pistoned in and out of her creamy slit.. "It wasn't a problem", Will said, determined to be charming. "You do still like chicken parmesan, don't you?" "I do", Alicia said and, without realizing it, she found herself glad that she'd agreed to meet Will.For the next hour, the two of them reminisced about their past and Alicia constantly found herself laughing at jokes Will made. Part of her hated herself for enjoying being here, but a small part of herself was hoping that maybe he really had changed.As the hour came to a close, Will.