Mark yourself down as working double time while I'm gone. What the hell, put me down for the whole week." For that much money I'll call my old lady an... have her come out and suck on your dick for a while." No need, I found my own in Nashville last trip. We're gettin' married in a couple of days." Keep the catalog as a weddin' present then," he said, and laughed.Time marched on and both Rose and I shopped on. Her grocery-shopping trip had expanded. She didn't make it home for lunch. Just after. “My mom was first-generation Ukrainian Jewish. Her parents were smuggled out just before the Second World War. My dad was a Mayflower blue blood mutt.”She asked, “Was?”“Yeah, they both died in a car accident when I was young. I lived with my dad’s parents, but my uncle, my mom’s brother, really raised me.”He saw the curiosity in her face and continued, “My grandparents had a big house and servants, but my grandparents weren’t around much. Nearly every day, my uncle would come over and eat. ..unzipped his pants and dropped them to the floor....i had a perfect view of my girl and her eyes popped out and her mouth dropped open....he had tight boxer briefs on and his cock was hanging very low down his leg....he slowly pulled down the boxers and out popped his huge 11.5 inch thick cock.....i thought she was going to faint....he asked her if she wanted to touch it....she did of course and reached out and took it in her little hand.....she stroked it up and down twice and it was rock. After many emails I find one well written by a man named Robert who was in his 40's and he even attached a picture of his package in the email! (He was about 9-10 inches and had girth.. So he was bigger than me by few inches) Aside from the picture of his privates the email seemed like it was written by a normal down to earth kind of person, but you never know so decided to meet up at a Wendy's couple streets up from my house, after exchanging numbers and texting for a bit, I end up in the.