"Ah I think I twisted my ankle, can you help me get home?" "Yea of course bud." As we were walking home his leg gave out and he fell right on me. Anth...ny was a big guy, about 6"3, 280 pounds, and black. As he fell over I felt his erection against my leg. Oh my god was I surprised his cock was at least 9 inches, if not even more. I wasn't gay or anything, at least I had never supposed that I was, but I just had to see this, I was a respectable 7 inches long, but this was just unnatural. I. I was rather large with 8 sinks and mirrors on the whole wall with about the same number of urinals beside them. The 5 stalls were on the back wall behind the urinals and sinks, which gave a good view of the guys coming in and to see who was really pissing or just curious. The stalls had a few holes cut between them, some you could tell were just for peeking, but some were large enough to put a cock through. A lot of guys don't want to admit that the like their cocks sucked by a man so this was. . term. Calling the shot is calling the pocket." I am aware of the game ... sinful is what it is." Not in my time, ma'am," countered Andy. "In my time it's a game of skill often played by socially acceptable people. Actually, billiards is out of style." I'll accept that ... what else does 'calling the shots' mean?" Firearms, ma'am," said Andie, "Frontiersmen used to call the location of the bullet strike before the shot." She grinned, "Some of them were extremely accurate." I see, my husband. I made sure the door was lock and leaned against it. I lifted my shirt and bra and started to play with my tits. I was holding my tits, rubbing my nipples getting them nice and hard.my brother was watching my every move, he almost drove off the road when I put my hand down my shorts. I began to finger my clit and wasgetting into it, slipping my finger into my wet pussy. I pulled my hand out and gave him my finger to taste. I then pulled my shorts off and spread my legs so he could see.