“See, Jack, now I don’t know if you’re a tit man, or an ass man. I mean, seeing as I showed you both,” Izzy grinned, her hands moving to the e...ver-growing bulge in my shorts and giving it a quick squeeze.So, Izzy had known exactly what she was doing when she bent over the railing then. She probably knew her blouse had been becoming more and more transparent as I stared at her tits all along too.“Well, what are you gonna do with that thing, now I’ve woken him up?” Izzy whispered, still gripping. Be careful as to where she wished to draw her targets. We could make a clean breast of it or be in a running battle for the rest of her life. We decided to take the hero's way out and die clean deaths.It lay a pall over the Christmas celebrations. The tunes we played were uniformly grim and serious. Our black mood infected all about us. Many warriors offered to spear her from the back as she stepped foot on shore, not all of them men, either. I realized that this attitude must be nipped in the. I didn't want to mess up and get lost on my big day. All day and night I fasted, not eating any solid food. I wanted to make sure my digestive track was totally empty and sparkling fresh. I trimmed the hair on my balls and rosebud, and when bedtime came, I retired with wild thoughts keeping me awake till early in the morning.Our meeting was set for noon, but I was up and around at eight a.m. I shaved, showered, and laid out the clothes I decided to wear. Rick had told me to come with my butt. He did it so gently that I just naturally put my head on his shoulder. I looked down and finally got a good look at his cock. It was fucking massive with a big mushroomhead. Ben stopped jacking himself and grabbed the base of his cock to fully display it to me.Ben didn’t say a word and went back to stroking his massive piece of manhood very slowly. I could see tiny droplets of precum start to form and drip down his mushroomhead. Up and down. Up and down. I could not peel my eyes away from it..