Und sowieso sind Eure Pimmelmänner doch alle mehr oder weniger gleich groß." Meinst Du wirklich", bohrte Ömer nach, "da gibt es doch schon Untersch...ede. Was war denn dein größter Schwanz bisher?" Öhhhhm .... naja....", Isabelle lief jetzt doch ein bisschen rot an. Das Thema war ihr ein wenig unangenehm, aber der Alkohol lockerte ihre Zunge. "Also die waren alle so normal groß, vielleicht 13 bis 15 Zentimeter."Ömer und Tarek grinsten sich an. "Also da haben wir mehr zu bieten, schwöre." Meinte. She didn't just want to be with me; She wanted to experience being fucked by a older man. She had never dated a older man, she wanted to have my cock inside her. Lisa can't remember ever wanting a older man so badly. She is afraid that being so open will scare me away, as most men fear sexually aggressive women. They can talk a big game, but when push comes to shove, they balk. She is alone in her apartment the morning of dinner later, but as she typed the words to me, she keeps glancing over. After about thirty minutes we powered down our machines. Each of us was covered in sweat and I joked that we smelled like a barnyard.“Let’s grab a shower,” I suggested. He nodded and we headed out. As I walked behind him I took note of his tight, muscular little ass. I couldn’t wait to shower with this young stud, knowing from past visits that the gym had a large communal shower.We got into the locker room and started peeling off our clothes. Without inhibition I took off my shirt, shorts. He’d never flown, himself, but was extraordinarily pleased that I wanted to learn to fly. In fact, I’d sometimes cheat on how well I maintained our yard in order to get to the airfield in time for our Tuesday night meetings. I tried to make up for it but there were so many things demanding attention.One of those things was Emily Brown. As I reached my middle teens, she became the focus of my fantasies. I recognized them as ungodly but was unable to resist them. Emily, I suppose, recognized that.