The smile alone would have made me notice him, and now that his robes weren't flowing in the wind, I could see his muscular body was no slouch in the ...ooks department either."Ah, but not like American men in the magazines I have seen," he said with a wave of his hand and a smile. "The desert makes you lovely, but it bakes and burns me so I grow old before my time. It is the way of things." You're better looking than any American man I've run into," I said, not knowing exactly what I was. If he turned around, I'd probably forget all about making us something to eat.Oh, shush. Listen to you. You little sexpot. Let the man rest. He'd done more than enough to earn his sandwich. He had done a man's job this day. Still, the thought of both of us wandering around in the nude brought on a fit of the giggles. He turned around and I burst out laughing. Oh God. Ha ha ha."What?" he smiled as he spread his arms wide and looked down at himself.I put the knife down, turned and leaned back. She smiled and whipped out a tape measure. “They tell me you need clothes. She had me strip to my underwear and she measured every part of my body and I do mean every part. She was on her knees having just measured my straddle when my little head made its appearance. She smiled what have we here she put the tape at the base and measured 5 ½ “ then she measured across hmmm 2 “. I felt something wet and I looked down just in time to see my cock disappear into her mouth...all the way into her. "SHIT! HOLY FUCK! HOLY FUCKIN...fuck. Oh, my fucking ass!" Manny moved his hand from Christine's ponytail and covered her mouth. He pumped furiously until he felt like cumming but stopped. When he felt his orgasm subsiding he picked Christine up by her waist and sat down on the bed with Christine now on his lap. Manny's dick slid further up Christine's tight ass and she began to moan more intensely into Manny's hand. Fuck this is too much. He's so fucking big. My poor fucking ass. I guess it.