It never occurred to them in the slightest.But, Sandy HAD been lying about one little tiny thing. Well, not little... or tiny... or even one thing eve.... But Sandy was lying to her parents about the certain subject of her boyfriend, Clay. Her parents thought that the limit of their relationship was perpetually stuck at hand-holding in the halls and note-passing in class. How naïve they were, for Sandy and Clay engaged in more than just middle-school romance , which was fitting, you see, because. Using his hands to block the glare, Chris leaned forward to peer through the front window. He could see the lights were off and no one was inside.Then with a chuckle, he wondered out loud, "Why does everyone do that? There's a damn sign on the door, plain as day, 'We're Closed on Mondays'."Suddenly from behind him came a sexy female voice, "I don't know. But would you believe it took two Mondays in a row before I quit pulling on that stupid handle?"With shock and surprise, Chris spun around to. She has not moved, talked, or blinked.“Mike,” Molly finally says, “I know this is a little forward, but are you seeing anyone right now?”“No, I’m not,“ I reply slowly.“Great….well not great for you, but for us, me. Never mind.” She takes a deep breath and exhales. “I would like to talk to you about your dietary and nutrition concerns. I would like to cook us dinner and since we are both unattached, how about doing a no pressure Saint Patrick’s Day dinner at my house? Seven o’clock sound. I could not move for a moment, but in the end my hand somehow felt a bulge in my pants. I moved my hand over his pants and felt something big and firm. I rubbed it gently for a while before he took my hand and put it in his pants. my fingers felt a smooth, hard cock. I was very excited. I smoothed it gently before standing up and told me to put off his pants.I did this without hesitation, and a huge cock popped up to me. I do not know how big it is, but I guess it is 8.5-9 inches long and.