I pulled him up off his knees and started kissing him with immense gratitude and spent passion. I couldn’t believe how much I needed this. I was imm...nsely grateful. We kissed for several passionate moments and then just hugged one another until our breathing returned to normal."What the fuck is going on?" came a shout that brought us both back to the reality of our location. It was the gas station attendant. "This is i*****l, I'm going to phone the cops," he shouted and turned to leave."Whoa. She did manage to get dressed on Sunday, but only because both she and John didn't feel that it was right to eat their Christmas dinner in bathrobes. It wasn't turkey, but John managed to find a couple of steaks in the freezer.It was quite the nicest Christmas she could remember; certainly the best she'd had in many years.It was Thursday before she made it back to her apartment on Point Drive, and she only made it then because John had to do some grocery shopping, and she figured that she'd. He did. It was twice the size of my dick. My cousin had an 8-inch long cock. But the important question was how to prepare my wife for this as she seemed somewhat religious. He told me to leave it to him.The next day, he came to our home. When he entered the lobby, my wife was sitting next to me. My cousin was wearing a revealing casual dress. When my glance went to his waist area, I saw that his huge dick was protruding under his trousers. Perhaps, he had not worn any underpants.Then when my. On a day like this, I would usually be ensconced in a game of Fortnite on Xbox. I considered leaving the house and going out to look at pretty girls in the neighborhood.My sister was enraged as she stormed down the stairs. “Have you seen your room? What have you been doing in there, Pig-Pen?” she pointed upstairs and looked at me. It took me a moment to realize she was talking to me.“Huh?” I said.“You don’t even realize what you’ve done? Were you just going to leave this mess up there for.