The sheexclaimed loudly, “Holyshit, this is much biggerthan it looked like inJackie’s pictures, it’s thelargest cock I have everseen.” She wra...ped herhands around it and justlooked at it, kinda takingstock of it. Next shestarted stroking it, pullingthe foreskin back andforth over the head. Bythis time, my cock is rockhard all nine and a halfinches standing atattention, and I’m sittinghere getting ready tohave my cock sucked byJenny, Jenny the sweetgirl that I have dreamedabout for years.. Thanks for my conversation partners on this story. I get suggestions, tips from readers in various form, some send in email and some inform through hangout chat. Afew people, after mutual trust, engage in real phone/hangout conversation with me.Big respect goes for them and their trust in me. Few kind female reader friends helped me to a greater extent to shape this story and the conversations that are part of this story through their 1:1 conversation with them.I would like to call out their. Oh, and I should mention… Errors are likely numerous in the story below — both large and small, both grammatical and logistical. Apologies in advance, dear reader. I hope this doesn’t dissuade you from letting us share this tale together. In the future, I shall seek out an editor to remedy these annoyances. ———————————————————————————– Chapter One: On the Record ———————————————————————————– What follows is a partial transcript, taken from an interview conducted with Mrs. Summers. It was. She felt sensitive, exposed to the air, needed the tingle in her skin broken before it became too intense.Now it was his turn, “Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?”Then silence. His hands remained still, resting on her upper thigh. She could not hear her mistress making any move. She was conscious of her nipples on the towel, of the edge of the table lightly pressing her thigh, of his strong fingers. She sensed her heart pumping blood through her chest. The paused continued. She wanted,.