He entered the room and dropped his shorts & I started mouthing his meaty flaccid cock. It grew to a real beauty, about 7-8 inches. He must have reall... liked it, because after awhile he started taking off his clothes. I loved watching his big hard dick wagging around as he moved. He laid down on the bed, spread his legs & guided me down to his cock, & I got busy slowly worshiping, teasing, & edging that big cock with my mouth. He turned out to be very talkative & for some reason began to ask me. I had wanted too long, I have wanted this too much. I knocked on his door and he opened it.He looked exactly like his pictures, no false advertising here, like I had heard about happening before. He was beautiful, big and strong. I was so incredbly turned on. I felt on the edge of orgasm and I hadn’t even touched myself. Steve asked if I wanted to go to his bedroom. To nervous to speak, I nodded yes. His room was dimly lit with candles. “He was the romantic type!” I thought to myself! He began. After putting on a clean green dress and tucking her unruly hair into a modest bun, Elizabeth made her way downstairs. In the rustic kitchen she saw her mother, Martha Winshaw, plucking the feathers from a chicken, already preparing for lunch. ‘Good morning, dear,’ Mrs. Winshaw said, barely raising her eyes from the task at hand. ‘Eat you something, girl, then get to the market. You and your brother need to sell lots of wool today.’ The Winshaw family raised sheep, and every weekend Elizabeth. Easy money.Easy money! Final score, Chiefs 35, Raiders 3. I gave her the 'opportunity' to get her money back but the Raiders lost Game 2 and 3 and 4 and... By the end of the season, and several double or nothings on the advice of her dad, which she had lost every one; Emily Jo owed me more than she could pay. The Raiders were a miserable 1 and 14 with only one game left. I knew she was starting college and was saving like crazy for that and so she had no way to pay me what she owed.The problem.