What the fuck have you done, Si?"Simon stared at her blankly and bit his lip. "I've been stupid," he muttered and Rhea swelled furiously."We lose the ...ouse and all I get is 'I've been stupid.' I fucking know you've been stupid. How fucking stupid?" I can't explain it..." Simon stammered, tears streaming down his face.Rhea clenched her fists and then grabbed her boyfriend by the shoulders throwing him back on the sofa. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a hunting knife holding it above. “What?” I ask intrigued.“That guy over there. It’s a shame he’s going away”, she adds chuckling.Actually, a handsome guy has just passed by: thirtyish, dark-skinned, lean, an attractive face. I haven’t really focused on what he has under the – metaphorical – belt because I’m not interested in the item. But, by and large, I would say in no way you would use the word “small” to describe it. The plot has a first shake when, early in the afternoon, That Guy (from now on TG) shows up again, coming. I saw him closing his eyes in pleasure. I gently put my hand on his cock. He left a moan out of pleasure. I removed his underwear and threw it beside. I was stunned to see such a big and masculine cock. It must be around 7-8 inches. I started caressing it with my hand and then I kissed at its tip. Mihir started making sounds and I was enjoying it. It was so long that I couldn’t take it all in my mouth but still I licked it with a to and fro motion rubbing his foreskin with my soft and pink. Helen dismissed the idea as a matter of her fantasies getting the better of her, but she couldn’t ignore the fact that she found it exciting. “Turn over again,” came the order, so Helen did. This time when she looked at the girl’s robe she knew she wasn’t mistaken: a third button had come open, or been undone, and Helen wondered if it was just because she was hot; she noticed that a little of her cleavage was showing. Maybe it was just about the heat, as small beads of perspiration were.