30pm. The rest of the staff were long gone. She decided that she needed a drink, badly. She picked up her jacket and left the shop. She walked a few b...locks and went in Harry's. She had been passed this bar many times, but had never been in. She sat at the bar, removed her jacket and ordered a Jack and coke. A large one. She looked great. She was still only 31 and looked as good as she did at 21. She had a smooth tanned complexion and sexy brown eyes. She was proud of her 36, 26, 36 figure.. So I figured it wouldn't hurt. You really think it looks good?" She asked turning slightly, modeling her swim wear. "Oh yeah. You got a winner right there." "Thank you, Tommy," she said ever so pleased "Next we need to get you a new suit, young man. You've had that one as long as I can remember." "Oh come on, mom. They're not that old. Maybe 5 years or so." "Well it's pretty faded," she concluded and drained her bottle. I couldn't help but agree, but before I could voice it, the intercom came. It only looked like about six inches in the bathroom and locker room. Hell, my cock is only about four inches long and thin when it is hard, so yours really feels huge to me.” “I’m glad that you like it,” Larry said. “Here, if you don’t mind, I’ll pull these sweat pants down so you can get a better feel.” I was starting to get excited at rubbing Larry’s cock and should have known where this was heading, but I moved my hand as Larry pulled his sweat pants down and off his legs. He was then. - ? - Irgendwashabe ich verpasst, aber nun richte ich meine Bl?te langsam gegen das Lichtund nehme gierig das Wasser in meinen Stiel auf. Meine zwei Bl?tter richtensich auf. Octavia sagt "Gut" und zieht mich aus der Vase.M?rrisch ob meines Nahrungsaufnahmeunterbruchs sitze ich nun doch wiederals Ernst Schmied auf der Bettkante und sinniere ?ber mein kurzes Daseinals irgendeine Blume. J?h unterbricht Octavia meine Gedanken mit derAufforderung, eine leder?hnliche Kappe aufzusetzen. Dann dr?ckt.