We often chatted about things... anything, silly stuff, serious stuff, interesting stuff. Because I was substantially older than she, I had many respo...sibilities, however... while she had few. And occasionally, she would come and sit and watch while I worked and chat with me.One day, I was cleaning the leaves out of the gutters... sticking my hand in that muck and tossing them down to one side of the ladder. The effort required some serious stretching from my awkward position on the ladder. She. She loved the girl, but Paul was her own flesh and blood! It was her son that had her worried, and yes, she had to admit it... jealous!"Look," her husband offered. "If it will make you feel any better, I'll make up some excuse to drop by the Walter's this afternoon. You'll trust my judgment of them, I hope."Jean looked gratefully at her husband, "Oh, Tom... I would really appreciate it. I know I'm being horrid, but I would feel a lot better if I knew what kind of parents those kids had." Okay. Mongo5/6/2012Constable Ron Jones and his patrol partner Neeja Sidhu sat in the Hidden Truncheon pub. The wooden sign on the front of the pub had a cartoon-masked robber grabbing his behind with his eyes bulging out of his head. Both officers were excited to see if their votes made a difference in the citywide election. Every constable in the pub had their ear open to hear the results of who won elections for the Greater Manchester area. Mildred Alistair had the cops vote, the union made sure. It hung and was as big as my arm.“Wow, that’s a big dick. I’ve never seen anything so big in my life.”“It’s a horse. Now get to it. Show me how you want to please me.”I knelt in front of him. I pulled and tugged on his enormous and very thick dick. It didn’t take long and was as hard as a bat. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and took his dick into my mouth. It was so big and I needed to use my fingers to stroke him and I sucked on as much as I could. I made all kinds of wet, slurping.