Sticking out from Jessie's crotch was a cock like she'd never seen before. Of course she only had the vision of what her husband's cock looked like, a...d even then she only remembered it when she was in a trance, like she was now.Carl's cock was about 10 inches long and quite thick, with an abundance of foreskin covering his cockhead.Jessie's cock looked to be about an inch or two longer and much larger around as well. It even had an amount of foreskin attached that made Carl's look short in. “I don’t know, I could get into a lot of trouble for doing that.” Trina responded thoughtfully. “No one will ever find out. How could they? It’s just us down here and all the other residents are asleep. Besides, I’d like to know if a visual stimulation can help his soft cock come back to life. That could be me some day.” Ben said. “You would be doing both of us a huge service.” Trina looked down at Ben’s obvious hard on straining against his scrub pants, “It doesn’t look like you need any help. Aluminum, calling for Ms. Lori Olson, please.”“Oh, good morning; please hold,” the woman on the other end said before the click and the elevator music played as Heather waited for only about fifteen seconds before there was another click on the other end.“This is Lori Olson,” came the firm but still feminine voice over the phone.“Good morning, Ms. Olson,” Heather said with a smile in her voice. “I have Mr. Morris on the line; please allow me to connect you.” Then Heather hit the hold, then the. I'd had a few beers in the past, but that was it as far a drinking was concerned. The fact that a boy with Frank's looks would spend a minute with me just blew me away. I mean, if we were in a bar, or at a party, the really hot chicks would be three deep trying to get his attention.Frank handed me a milk glass that was full to the brim. "What is this?" I said."It's a "Gunderson Moto" that is the favorite drink at my frat house. When you really want to chill out, this is the drink for you."I.