As I neared, the girl turned to face me. I noticed that she was staring at me intently. Yet, she wasn’t looking at my face. Instead, she was gazing ...t my cock.Holy shit, I was still naked! I began wondering what in the world the young lady might be thinking inside her pretty, little head. I didn’t have to wonder long.The girl with the golden locks spoke again, “Sir, that’s a real nice thing you’ve have there between your legs. It’s not too big. It’s not too small. Why, it’s just right! May I. “Did that hurt?” she teased. Pabby nodded. “I’d better kiss it better then.” Wrapping her fingers around the slim shaft, she slowly covered the purple helmet with her mouth, “OOOOOHHH!” He groaned. Slowly and firmly she stroked up and down, as she sucked and licked his young meat. With her other hand, she tickled Robin’s balls, and teased his cock with her fingers. Sensing that his balls were tightening, she pulled her head back, and speeded up her rubbing, “Aaaagghhh!” he grunted, as his hot,. "Of course you can. Ain't nobody here but me and you, just get on your knees and lick my cock," he demanded. He also moved his hands from my breast to my shoulders and pressed down. I didn't resist. I allowed him to force me to my knees.Once on my knees I lifted his huge cock and licked it as he had demanded. I have to admit that it felt erotic as hell on my tongue. He must have enjoyed it as well since he moaned. I licked him for several minutes while stoking his cock slowly."Quick," he. He'd really hate it a lot more if he were like me and had to find a size 16 or 18 or 20 that didn't look like something made for a fat old lady and probably doesn't fit anyhow because they don't even mark the sizes right. I wonder what Germaine Greer has to say about that? I've got to read her new book and find out what she thinks now about clothes because I know I've seen a picture of her in a dress and I think she's pretty tall. But skinny. Anyhow.Take the car to work. Then I can go to Bread.