"I shook my head in wonder as Ronnie came into the living room. "That's what you call it? In the shop?" Sure. That's what my mother called it." Ronnie...stood in front of me. "Why?" That's what Martha calls it." Yeah. She got that from me. She's too embarrassed to use words like 'menstruation.' It's too hard to say anyway. It's a guy word. I know it is. It's an ugly, stupid word. It's like 'testicles'. I bet the same guy thought up both words." She sniffed. "Coffee." You want coffee?"She looked. To experience a woman in ways not available to even to a lover or a husband was a unique reward. A couple of tissues landed on the tiles one after another like falling blossom."And don't forget those." she added sweetly.I snuffled them and chewed beneath her as her piggy, whipped and grateful for anything more she cared to feed me. She let me work on the cold floor for a few minutes during which she snapped open a little clutch bag that had been cuddled against her ample hip and fiddled around. It’ll be interesting to feel a giant cock up me I guess….” Fucking hell!Andy took down his trousers and pants as Sue and the rest of us looked on. Then the biggest prick I had ever seen outside of porn films, sprang to attention in front of us. It was over nine inches in length and was extremely thick. The head of it was red and glistening with pre-cum; Andy was clearly VERY excited about this. He began to unfurl a condom onto the monster. Sue looked apprehensive as she put the mask back in. ’ ‘Guess memories are all that I have.’ ‘Enjoy them. Sometimes they are better than the real thing.’ Those words rolled around my mind as I looked down. His cock was pressed against his shorts, much like that first time I saw him. He noticed what I was looking at. I could feel his hands grip my shoulders a little tighter for a moment. I don’t know what came over me, but my hand brushed against the bulge. ‘No. It wouldn’t be good for you.’ He gave me a small peck on the cheek. ‘You’ll find.