With m'reading." You shouldn't be embarrassed that you can't read," replied Hattie matterof factly. "Very few working class men can."Ann felt his face...flush."As a matter of fact," said Hattie, "I think it's disgusting. It's notyour fault that you have no prospects. People think that because you'reonly going to be a labourer for the rest of your life there's no pointteaching you anything but I disagree. I admire and respect working men."This attitude surprised Ann but not as much as the sudden. On push and my 8 1/2 inches slid inside to its girth, balls deep. She hissed as I entered home, legs shaking"Oh my god ! You're massive! Fuck me gently, I've not had one in four years" she beggedVery gently, as caring lovers I slid in and out of her glorious wet hole, holding onto her wide hips for support. She pushed back on my every thrust, increasing the pleasure for us both. Now after a while, the feeling became amazing, more so because as a guy who is not impartial to entering a girls ass,. Some mornings I would wait till he had left the room and jack off thinking what it would be like having Daryl exhaust himself with his penis firmly in my anus. It wasn't long after spring break that I got my wish and Daryl and I became fuck buddies. Well I was his come receptacle, Daryl would sometimes allow me to suck his cock. Daryl had a strangely shaped penile head, It sort of mushroomed and flattened out, rather than tapering off in to a cone shape. His penis was nearly twelve inches long. ‘Hi, you’ve reached Kris Johansson’s voice mail. Please leave a message, and I’ll get back to you a.s.a.p.’ I left a message, but he didn’t return my call. I left a few more messages that week. Telling him that he could call me, any day, any time, it didn’t matter. I was there for him if he needed me But Christmas was coming soon, and I figured he was busy preparing for the ‘big delivery’, so I wasn’t all that surprised he didn’t call me back, just disappointed. I’d almost given up on hearing.