Since it's the only mound as far as I can see, it's safe to assume that this pod or whatever probably spans the entire bulge of soil... And, even thou...h there are no tree roots inside this hollow, I doubt the mass reaches the walls of the trunk.To test my hypothesis, I kneel just 'south' of the stalk, and I dig a small hole until my finger bumps something squishy beneath the soil. When I brush away a bit more dirt, I uncover more roots webbed across the gross, flabby encasing. The same thing. The first guy behind me said, I want your pussy and stuck his rock hard cock inside it. The second guy behind straddled over me and said I want your tight ass and stuck his hard cock into my tight ass slowly so not to hurt me. The third guy in front of me said I want your lovely lips and tongue around my hard cock and with that stuck his hard cock into my mouth. They all began to thrust their cocks inside me. My pussy, my ass and my mouth. There was all sorts of moans and groans. The guy. Even with the heels and the hair, he was stillabout 2 inches taller. I guess I had never noticed before, because Iconsidered him an equal. People I respected always seemed taller in myimagination. If I were barefoot, I guessed, Josh was probably 5 inchesover me. I led him to a table in the corner, out of the way, with a goodvantage point. We both enjoyed people-watching, and I explained to him,"This is about the best place in the world for people watching." He only grunted a reply as his gaze. " Sidney Colder, that's the manager, says that Maxwell has gotten a couple of threatening letters since he's been here in St. Louis," Frank answered."Just letters? Doesn't seem that serious to me," Rollie said."Me either, until Sid told me Max had been attacked in New York. Somebody threw a balloon full of red paint that hit Max. He had a hell of a time getting it out of his hair and never did get his clothes clean. That was when the first letter arrived." Frank ordered a beer from a passing.