Her blouse is quite tight, but I hardly notice any boobies, only hard nipples show through the thin fabric. She knows what will be first and apparentl...y she is excited by the idea to undress and confess for the first time for a stranger, albeit an elderly erotoman an scientific sex expert. With a smile and gesture I invite her in. I grab her hand and walk her towards the large leather armchair. I sit down, she stands right in front of me. I give her a galant kiss at her hand and let it go. With. Yes, I will admit I am curious about what a bigger one would feel like, but I’m not going to mess up my marriage by having an affair to find out.”Donna dropped the cock talk and the two went back to discussing the book.Two days later Rachel looked at the phone to see a text from Donna. “Do you want to see it?”“See what?” She replied.The next thing that “popped up” on her screen was a pic of a big hard cock. The bubbles showed that Donna was typing then her text showed up under the pic. “Todd. A few moments later she came to the startling realization that she had been slowly rocking back and forth like a cowgirl on the cushioned barstool, her tiny dress riding up her thighs. A man in a dark suit at the end of the bar may have noticed but she wasn't sure. She snapped out of it and stood up, feeling flustered and flushed. Julie became determined to find her friends and the comfort of familiar company.She found her best friend, Elly, in a large studio space off the main cavern near the. Half-hearted honks from some displaced suburban yipsters outof place, out of time. Across the sidewalk, down thehill, out of an alley, down the one-way cross-street thewrong way, with a purr like a wildcat in heat. Flamingchrome and black jet, a throb in its heart for eachpent-up horsepower in this one-horse town. The citycenter held its breath as he gunned it, one glovedfinger twirling — slowly, carefully — the knurledknobs on the right-hand handlebar, slid to a stop.Inches from.