He was nearly seven feet tall, a monolith, with thickly-muscled arms and torso, a rock-ribbed belly and slim waist, and sinewed legs. His bare buttock... were flat, and hard as a rock.That wasn’t the only part of him that was hard as a rock.Like the rest of him, his cock was larger than average. f******n inches of thick, rigid meat plunged in an out of the gasping, perspiration-soaked young woman’s swollen labia with incredible speed, driving like a piston, making a wet, squishing noise with each. He didn't have many pictures but I liked the ones that he had posted. Also he had left a lovely comment on my latest gallery and so I thought that I wouldn't be churlish and accepted him. Almost as soon as the messages went I saw that I had another message. He thanked me for accepting and said that he liked my profile and especially my pictures! I thanked him and so began a longish chat. Eventually he asked me if I did meets and I said that I did. 'Would you meet me?' He asked. I told him that. We talked about what we wanted to do with each other and after a while, he gave me his address and told me to come over.I drove to his house and found myself very nervous before I entered. I'd asked him to unlock the door so I could walk into his house and get comfortable on the couch before seeing him.I entered his dark apartment, stood there for a few mins looking around his home and having my last second thoughts about leaving. I shut the door behind me and immediately felt as though I. And he was fed up. The kettle luckily still worked, but his k**neys were floating, he had read the library book of the week and he was bored…bored…bored. What`s on the radio… luckily, he hadn’t thrown it out. left by a previous occupant he had found it dust-covered, in one of the cupboards, he tried the thing, but it was so old, he had to wait for the valves to warm, it wheezed into life, the room filled with tinny sound.It was a local station, some prat reminding us all to wash our hands…”.