I hope you enjoy it. ———————————————— ‘Patrick, hi!,’ she effused in a very familiar manner. She was 30, maybe 35,... and grabbed the seat next to me on the Metro subway pulling out of Union Station. I had no idea who was greeting me this warmly. She was attractive in an athletic way, as far as I could tell in a startled first impression. Not beautiful, really, but sexy. ‘Oh, hi.,’ I stammered before admitting the obvious—’I’m really sorry, I don’t remember meeting you at the conference. It’s a. Although two years older, Paul seemed younger and, truthfully, he wasn’t remotely my type. In fact, I don’t think he was anybody’s type.Don’t get me wrong, he was a nice enough guy, polite and complimentary — but he wasn’t a looker. He stood around six foot and was very heavy ,with a huge head topped by a curly mop of messy hair. I thought Paul was a nerd, or just somebody who didn't get out or date much. I think you know where I'm going with this. I felt sorry for him and we chatted a few. ."Kira's lips trembled as they slid just over the tip of her brother's penis. He groaned his appreciation. She was hesitant, only moving down a couple of inches before pulling back."Use your fingers to hold him here," I showed her with my own, "you can control how deep you take him."Kira grasped Dex's shaft and started to move up and down with more urgency. My son groaned again, his hips rising from the bed. "Oh ... Oh ... Ohhh..."Kira purred, "mmm ... mmmm ... mmmmmm..." I could hear her. An incredibly fat cock.Lane 5 was the Russian. A weight lifter but a surprisingly small cock.Lane 6 was the surprise package of the Chilean. A small man but with a big cock.For the first ten minutes, all of the competitors strained as they tried to get a hands-free victory. Cocks were twitching violently as they tried every means they could. Most had eyes shut trying to call to mind erotic triggers in their minds. The Russian guy was watching a particularly pretty girl in the front row who was.