You see my pack yonder." "Wait here while I wash. I can introduce you to our rooming house and its table for nooning. "You speak welcome words to a hu...gry man." George grinned. George found his poke in his huge pack and gingerly slipped it into his pocket. It was fairly large and the jewelry within jabbed him in an awkward place.Two giant men strode down the boardwalk, side by side, their conversation easing their budding friendship. Normal men appeared as children beside them. They soon. “Okay. But at least tell me what you’ve thought about,” he asked, changing tact. “Fine,” I said, surrendering. “I sometimes fantasize about me with you and another woman dressed like that.” “Well, that’s a bit vague. Your fantasy must be more detailed. Come on. It’s me,” he said with an encouraging wink. “Well obviously she is feminine like Michelle, but good at pretending to be masculine when the situation demands it,” I explained, moving my plate to the side too and leaning on my elbows,. " she moaned loudly, not really wondering (or caring, for that matter) if her sister was still around (she was.) She slid it all the way to the hilt of the brush, making her more and more crazy with pleasure with every inch this slowly made it's way into her tightness. "Mmmmm.... fuck... yeah..." she said a bit quieter as she started to pull the brush back out just as slow. The man in her fantasy had just pushed his tongue as deeps it would go inside her honey drenched lips, causing her to arch. His cock was 6 inches long and about 4 1/2 inches thick, mine is just short of 7 inches with a girth of 6 inches. I know this because in a future session we measured each other. We were both circumcised. He had very slight veins that ran along his shaft and a extremely nice looking head that fit the size of his penis perfectly. I continued watching him touch himself for a few minutes before he asked "Would you like to touch it?" My hart jumped as I heard him ask the question. In the days.