'What?His post was up on the front page, '28[M4F] Well hung in New York City.'It was completely insane – that a thing like that existed in the first... place, and how much the idea of meeting a stranger with the sole purpose of going down on him turned her on. She was good at giving head. And she hadn't done anything wild like that for years.What sold her, in the end, was the photo. A top-down view of his muscular torso along with his massive cock – the same one she held in her hand right. ‘Nice jersey’ Dan said, ‘to bad it didn’t bring us luck.’ ‘Take a seat on the swing’ she told him, ‘I don’t want to go inside yet.’ Leah walked through the house and to the fridge, removing a few beers and returning to the front porch. She popped the caps on each, handing one to Dan as he sat on the swing, swaying with the light breeze. ‘They played like bitches tonight.’ he started in. Leah knew Dan could go on for hours bitching about the Hawks losing. She took deep swings of her Coors as he. Hell, he'd rather fight that war a thousand times than feel pain like this. No one in this pathetic lot knew how he felt. They disgusted him.No one was paying attention to him. Their eyes were fixed on the food. They were more intent on stuffing their faces than comforting a grieving old man. That suited Walt just fine. To blazes with them!With a pat on his thigh he caught the attention of Daisy, his loyal golden retriever. Under the guise of taking her out for some air, he escaped the gaggle. "Aye?" he questioned. Then he winced and tried to swallow. The overhead fluorescent light crackled."You're fine, sir. You're just coming awake. It went well. We got rid of that nasty bone spur on your heel." The nurse was making adjustments on the monitor attached to the wall. "You know you'll have to stay overnight? Doctor spoke to you about that, I'm sure. We just need to make sure the anesthesia didn't give you a reaction." Aye," he agreed. He grinned as the lady nurse bent down to pick up.