Greg’s moans became a whimper until I called her off. “Om my fucking...!” Exclaimed Gemma, seeing his cock at its full potential. Greg was now r...gid. I’ve seen flag poles with more bend in them. “How.. How big are you?” Asked Gemma. “About eight and a half,” said Greg, smugly. “You were on the front row when they handed cock out mate!” Said Laura, admiring my neighbours dick. It wasn’t just long but thick too. "You comfortable Greg?" "I guess," he said. “I’ll go first then,” I said kneeling. The letter in the mail, the phone call, the can of chili on the floor.The flat tire, now there’s a life-changer.The letter: Greetings from the President. Erk!The phone: John. It’s George. You know how I’m always to work early? Yeah. Well, it’s boarded up. Nobody there.The can: Help! I can’t get up!The tire: You’re late. Again. I’ve hired a new guy.“Fleeing the United States? What for?”“Mom killed the president and blew up the Oval Office.”“Why did you have to flee? You’re just kids.”“President. I could smell the precum each time when the tip of his cock got closer to me.This was some thing I was dreading. One of the things ‘I have never done’. Guru has tried to coax me to suck his cock many times specially during the early day of our married life. I had this phobia about it and thus never agreed to do it. Possibly because of having to examine many dirty and smelly penises of patients, during my college days.I felt his cock tip against my lips. “Open your mouth and give it a good suck”. By now black daddy has his raging cock through the hole. I turn on my knees to pleasure his cock.The redneck gets on his knees and we both devour his cock with our mouths taking turns on the shaft and the other switching to his balls. The black stud is quivering now as we both feel his cock swell. As I go back down on the black cock, the redneck whispers to me to take his cum. He said he’s had a load of his hot jism, now it’s mine this visit. He then stands beside the hole inches from my face.