I tensed, but he brought out a package shaped somewhat like mine.“Doesn’t look like much, does it?” he admitted.“How do I know it is what you ...say it is?” I asked nervously. “It sounds impossible.”“Look, we’re both showing some trust just by showing up here,” Smith said reasonably. For a moment, his voice sounded familiar, and almost reassuring. I nodded and handed over the bundle -- my entire stash. He accepted it and handed me his. The trade took place without incident and Mr. Smith went. He's a perfect size for me, just a bit under six inches. (I have measured.) And he is circumcised, which I prefer. There is something about the exposed head that makes it look ever so cute. And the shaft is not all veiny and lumpy either. (I am not sure if 'shaft' is the usual word, but I like it.)Now, I must ask your opinion, dear Reader. I am not at all fond of the word 'balls'. It's probably just me, so I have begun using the word 'pearls'. Is that okay, do you think?Marco's pearls are. I said, “Wear it and show.”Kasturi went to my bedroom, removed the saree she was wearing and was in hasty happiness to wear the new one I had given her. She draped it and went to the master bedroom to admire herself in the full-length mirror. She was amazed to see the saree was suiting her very well.My MILF maid was very happy and it was evident on her face. She hugged me and kissed me on my cheek. She was going to change the saree and I stopped her asking, “Have you seen the other thing I have. !”Veronica clearly blushing didn’t know how to react or what to say but one thing came to her “Mom are you sure I am going to enjoy this?” Veronica and Anita had a close relationship and even though there was a sizable age difference between. Veronica was Anita’s oldest c***d and Veronica’s brother was only a few years younger. To an outsider they were all very different yet had some similar attributes that made them generally argue about everyday occurrences.The two women as mentioned had.