His was cold and unreadable. He only stared me right on the eye as if looking right inside of my soul and reading my deepest desires and fantasies whi...h all came down to his cock. "You want my cock, don't you?" he guessed, and he guessed right. I simply nodded and before I knew, he grabbed hold of my hair hard and pulled my head right into his cock. Mick was huge. His dick was about 10 inches tall and it’s almost as thick as my arm. I had a hard time sucking him when we first met and even now. It was in those early days that I had a significant amount of staying power to be able to make her climax with vaginal penetration alone and in some cases, multiple times per love-making sessions. But it’s been several years since I was able to do that, and I know that she misses that level of satisfaction. Though I make sure that she does climax with oral sex after I’m done, my sad little penis isn’t able to get the job done.What that means is she needs the cock of a real man! A man that can. Ack her good health please.” “An excellent choice and it,s Done.” I immediately found myself back in my bedroom totally naked with my nardon for company. I quickly threw my dressing gown on and rushed down stairs to see if Sarah was okay and met her at the lounge door. “It,s really strange Joe, but I just woke up feeling the best I,ve felt in years and look.” She did a few knee bends to show her knees were flexible again. “No pain and stiffness any more! I don,t know what,s happened, but it,s. .. Ah ... no use thinking like that.Scooting off my bed, I knelt before my dresser and pulled out the bottom drawer. Quickly I riffled through it, moving aside old school notebooks until I found a large manila envelope, first one then another. I flipped the packages on the bed and moved to my closet. I found it: a shoe box. Sitting on the edge of my bed, I undressed: shirts, shorts, jeans. I unclasped the crinkling envelope and pulled out a pair of panties, white ones with fancy stitching.