Deal?” (Uncle, my BF isn’t ready to pay for the pizza but ready to pay in kind with my body. Use it for 5 minutes, feel me up but don’t try to u...ndress me, my BF is sitting right here. Deal?).I had a good look at the pizza delivery person. He must be in his mid-40s, with some pot-belly and a mix of black and white hair. He seemed shocked and might have thought this is some trick. He wasn’t moving, so finally Annie stepped forward and rubbed her hand over his dick, and in a matter of a few. .. do you think that might kind of be a turn-off for him? Or that maybe he'd be, you know, intimidated? Aw, but I don't think so. He doesn't strike me as the kind of man who's easily intimidated. He's been a little stand-offish, though. I think it's the age thing, though, more than the fact that I'm so ... big. That's what I think is holding him back. But you know, Mom, if a woman wants a man, and goes after what she wants, well there's really not a whole lot the man can do about it, is. Diana wiped the tears from Mia’s eye and told her that she would help her out at once. She told Mia to strip and lay on the bed, to Mia opening her mouth to question her, but she placed a finger to Mia’s lips and repeated to strip. Mia did as she was told now knowing why she was doing it but so found herself naked on her mother-in-law’s bed. Diana was standing over her looking down a Mia’s body as she herself removed her clothes. Mia was a slender body compared to her own with only small B cup. "I'm no prize, Anna. She can do better." No," she insisted."You are giving me a big head," I told her."A match!" she joked, stretching my flaccid penis again. We laughed.For the hour before heading to the studio, I strummed my guitar and sang solo and in harmony with Sonja's powerful full throated voice or simply accompanied her as we worked on a new song I had conjured up for her as well as a song we had worked on at her place on Sunday. My ego kept getting inflated the way she fawned over me.