The hardness in your pants lets me know it was time for me to show my appreciation to you. I could hardly wait to see what was behind those jeans, I d...idn’t care if it was big, small or in-between; I just want to make you happy. Sensing the mood, and taking control, you lead me over to the love seat, throw the FedEx package on the floor and drop your pants before sitting down. I watch your dick, your large and growing meat become erect like a flagpole as you sat down. I remove your shoes, so I. And, yes, there’s no time like the present to begin.’ Carol moved her hand higher under Edwin’s shorts. He watched good-naturedly as she sat up and smoothly began unfastening his waistband and lowering the zipper. As he stood up, her hands cradled his tumescent shaft and balls as the shorts dropped to his ankles. His thick dick was level with her face and she leaned in to kiss his tip. She eased off her lounge onto her knees and guided him to sit again. Carol looked up at Edwin. ‘Please teach. ” She grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up over his head. Then she bent down and began to undo his shorts. She hooked her fingers through the belt loops and pulled them off. Now all that stood between them and total nudity was Max’s boxers. These, too, were discarded. Now his erect manhood was directly in her face. It was smaller than Ash’s, about six and a half inches, but it was thicker too. Much thicker. May gasped; her brother was rather well-endowed. She looked up at his. The roads and highways are a crazy mish-mash that has me thinking that the engineers who first laid out the maps had done so by giving a drunken monkey a crayon to scribble with. Where else can you drive on I- 64 WEST into the RISING SUN?Anyway, as I stated earlier, Kitty and I live in Virginia Beach, but my office is in Portsmouth. I love the history of the area that dates back to pre-American Revolution times. What I don't love is the commute in late afternoon traffic. Today was stellar in.