Hes an average sized man for his age, not really over weight, but a pretty big potbelly. Im 511 now, I quite a bit bigger than my dad (in more ways th...n one), hes only 56. My cock is about 11.5 inches when its hard and from what Ive seen of my dad in the showers when I was a kid I would be surprised if my dad was even 5 inches when hard. He started smoking when he was 20 and those years definitely showed, he was also almost completely bald. Im pretty sure the only thing my mom Linda found. I saw that a long time ago and decided that I needed to find a legal way to make that kind of money. And now I no longer have to worry about being picked up by some piece of shit cop that wants me to suck his dick every day or send me to jail. Now when I suck cock the pay is considerable and legal.” “You don’t miss the game?” her friend asked. “Are you kidding me?” she replied. “In the last three months I’ve sold about $4,000, 000 in real estate and have made a lot of money for myself. I’ll pay. And in her stories, she enjoyed misbehaving.Just like she did in life.Yes, she was perfect for him.It was a shame she wouldn’t remember any of this—not until he was ready for her to remember. Though perhaps elements of this night would surface in her subconscious, feeding her imagination? Perhaps she would write of him? He found the thought amusing.He could sense that she was driven by the sexual act, with a capacity to match his own—something he had neither expected, nor seen before in his. “Thanks! I hope you didn’t feel obligated to come meet me.”“No. Why would you say that?”“My parents told me they met your grandmother.”“No, you’re good.”“Well, I’m sure you’re a little younger than me.”“What do you mean?”“How old are you?”“I’m 31.”“As I thought. I’m 37.”“Age ain’t nothing but a number,” George chuckled.“I hear you!”They dined and got to know one another.“What brought you here,” George inquired.“Work. And you?”“I grew up close by. What kinda work do you do?”“I teach. What do you.