At its widest point it's much larger than Josh's cock. It hurt. But it didn't seem as bad since I'm in control. I can stop if it hurts too much and I ...rust me more than I trust most men with nothing on their minds beyond finding a hot hole in which to insert their erections. I figure if I can get used to this awful thing I should be ready for Mr. Porter's friend no matter how well hung he might be.It didn't occur to me until I was in the bathroom washing it off a few minutes later that I might. For the most part I did office work for her, keeping her files in shape and writing a few letters for cases she was working on. It wasn't very hard work and the office days were short, so I enjoyed my time there immensely. The only times I was not around her were when it came to lunch, as she used to stay in her office by herself for that, while I went out to the city to grab a bite to eat. She was eating very healthy too, always just bringing salads, vegetables and an occasional yoghurt to. A strip of moisture appeared on her panties, turning the blue into a dark blue. A small pool of precum gathered on my thigh were my cock was resting. I was doing all I can from reaching and grabbing it.She walked slowly towards me, until she stood by the edge of the bed, her pelvis a few centimeters from my head. I could smell her, and see her stomach moving gently as she breathed. She reached down and pulled her panties a little to the side, so I could see her moist lips, her pubic her. I wanted him to touch me. It was obvious he was wanting more too. He kissed me again, letting me rest my hand high up on his thigh. The bar lights came on and they announced closing time. We headed out and even though his car was parked in a different lot across the street, he walked me to my car. I was going to drive him to his car and then follow him home to continue our conversation. But it just wasn't meant to happen. My car wouldnt start. He ran to get his car and tried to give mine a.