And he’d gone wrong. Bernice would sit in her room in the trailer, which smelled of cream and velimints, and watch her own television, as she didn�...�t like baseball nor my father none whatsoever mind you, though once in a blue moon if she had a taste from the wine, which jesus said was okay once in awhile, after all, she’d admit in low breathes that my dad was okay, though he worked too much at the machine shop and watched too many ball games on the TV. And Bernice liked her Lawrence Welk, and. “NNNNNNNN” she let out.“And then I saw these hips.” I said as I squeezed her body between my hands. “I knew I had to get my hands on these hips, because they were the sexiest ones I had ever seen.” I said as my fingers started to kneed her body. “They wanted you to touch them.” She said in the sexiest voice. She was now gyrating her hips around in the seat as she worked on her pussy like it had done something wrong. My hands were now under the coat and I grabbed the bottom of her dress and. Oh my," she sighed, "I've never in all my life."I pull my limp cock out of her and I cuddle up."You're fucking awesome," she said."Thanks," happy with her comments, but it's nothing new. Ever since I recognised my equipment was better than average, I spent time to make sure I've used it to my best advantage. I lay there dozing, remembering those times many years ago. I think it was in the showers at school that I realised that my cock was larger then other guys. At first I felt uncomfortable. After only a few minutes, the twins decided it was time to quit and started letting the sensation slowly fade away. Instead of the explosion of questions I had expected when everyone opened their eyes, there was only the sound of people getting up with a few quiet conversations taking place. My boys were waiting for me to go back to the cabin with me to pack. Not feeling any different myself, I scanned the boys to see what had happened. The twins had combated the blues by reminding everyone of.