One of the ironies of life is that endowment has nothing to do with body size and Vincent was the embodiment of that point. His huge dark uncut knob d...ngled majestically before him, making all the other guys green with envy. Vincent then smiled as he looked at the stunned faces before him, and then pointing at his dick, he said, “Close your mouths boys, it’s not a holy relic.”Laughter broke out all around. Next, he walked up and stood directly before Bryce. Looking down at Bryce’s very average. He explained that the primary purpose was to facilitate peaceful relations between peoples and cultures of disparate beliefs and practices, and that it was meant to foster greater understanding and acceptance. The Masi'shen leaders became more interested and asked many probing questions. Ultimately, he was able to provide sufficient information that they had a basic understanding. Acceptance quickly followed. The it was a matter of determining the logistics, the personnel, and the resources. I know you won’t like it.P : yeah continue. Don’t wait for my reply.Me : I will kiss you so much Looking into your eyes.P : who said I will open my eyes while kissing. What nextMe : so you like closing your eyes?P : leave about me, you continue.Me : can I tell what I feel like.P : yeahMe : I will hold your waist and press it. I like your waist a lot. I will move my hands over your navel and come to your boobs.I will touch them and feel them. Can I touch them?P : I said don’t ask me anything. He doesn't seem to like my lack of submission and it must mean great pleasure for him to break my arrogant resistance in front of his enthusiastic audience. and, seemingly the crowd is just waiting for another chance to get me punished and their delighted shouting reaches a deafening level. I think about that my tale may be too improper to tell, but the inner voice of honesty tells me otherwise: A woman has to take the courage to explain her feelings, and in this case that is my duty, and I.