Mujhay itnay zor say chodo keh mein mar jaoon”.i opened her legs and placed my dick on the top of her choot.she was dying in lust and said “ab aur...na Tarpao aur apna lund meri choot mein daal bhi do”.then i inserted my dick in her choot and to my surprise it went straight in her with first push.i asked about it, she said “practice makes the man perfect and woman professional” and laugh.so was i.i took my dick out and inserted in her again.i did it 4 more times then she screamed in a low. It looked, in a word, extremely meaty. Thick and fleshy.It hung down, thick and semi-hard, for a good six inches. The shaft was whiter than the head, which was a pinkish purple. The head also looked longer than any one he'd seen so far. He guessed its length to be at least 2" or more."Jane/Joe reached out and caressed the big man's ball sack. "Sir, would you like your balls sucked on, sir?" Ransom said, "Not yet. First play with my dick some. Not with your mouth yet, with your hands." Jane/Joe. "How much?" She withdrew her hand. "You insult Angie. Angie is not a prostitute." "I'm sorry, didn't mean to..." "Of course if you want to leave Angie a little gift after..." With a voice so much like Gollum's I thought Angie should stop talking about herself in the third person. I turned so my cock, already beginning to wilt, was closer to the hole. Understanding the arrangement made it easier. Angie took hold again and guided me through. Her lips felt good sealing over the tip. Her hand. They also got on well together, sharing many of the same interests. Chris discovered that Joe was a GP with an incisive mind and love for words. They bantered together with alternative meanings and esoteric phrases. Joe left Chris in charge when he went off with the driver to change into their ‘cleans’. As soon as Joe returned, Chris went off and changed while the driver went to collect the token. As Chris came out of the workshop, the driver handed him the token, and Chris went to the ground.