She had taken it that way countless times and with all of her husbands. It was one of her favorite positions along with the one when she was down on a...l fours and looking over her shoulder at the cock sliding between her heart-shaped cheeks like some sword of righteous justice delivering the needed tingle that made her whole.She even considered getting up from the rocking chair and getting one of her battery powered boyfriends from the bedroom drawer to give her a little buzz even though it was. However, I know that you're not a wimp. You're as much a man as anyone I have ever known!" she said sincerely, then paused. "I know this sounds incredibly self-serving, but I think you are more of a man because of what we do." What do you mean by that?" Tim asked curiously."Well, I don't believe most men could handle it. A man has to be very secure in his masculinity to allow his wife to be with other men. Think about it. A jealous, possessive man is an insecure man. That's a wimp to me.. Idraped an arm over his shoulder to comfort him. He calmed down in a fewminutes and we began to dig. We dug 2 at a time to give the other 2 achance to rest until the hole was about 5 foot deep or so. We shoved themonster in first not being to gentle with the corpse. Once he was crammedin the hole we lifted our alien friend and placed him on top of themonster and said our thanks and goodbyes to it. The four of us then beganto fill in the hole until the bodies were covered. We placed a large. The difference here was this man was my fathers age, and a complete stranger, and he was doing it in front of a school girl.He smiled directly at me and I did the foolish thing by smiling back at him, a signal that obviously told him I was comfortable in his presence and with what he was doing, so it was of no surprise when he opened his door and revealed to me the wonders of a grown man's needs.He was big and swollen, much bigger than I had ever seen before, his pants were down around his.