I smiled and said, “I’ll bet the guys in the locker room never called you tiny?”He blushed as red as a beat and giggled, “No, they didn’t!�...�“How big does that piece of meat get when you get hard?”He answered, “I don’t know, never measured.”I had finished pissing at this point so I got a tape measure from the truck and said, “Let’s find out.”“You’re kidding right?”“Hell no!”I waited until he too was done pissing.“Grab your cock and stretch it out for me to measure.”He did so very reluctantly. The. My hands caressed her and moved to touch her breasts. My fingers tweaked her nipple and she moaned “Oh yes”. I kissed her neck and raised her arms and slowly lifted the teddy over her head. She was heaven. I lowered my head and took her nipple. Nibbling, biting, teasing. Her tits were magnificent. She cuddled my head forcing me to take more of her tits into my mouth. I had to have more. I trailed my kisses down her stomach and lowered her panties as I went. Her bush was wet and shiny. I rubbed. I found my hand drifting down to feel my cunt which was damp with swollen lips. I started to masturbate slipping two fingers into a cunt that was definitely more open than usual in the mornings. As I worked up to an orgasm I realized that my loving Victor was right: I was definitely going to try “little gangbangs” more often. The three guys fucking me last night worked at my new office so that would be the place to start, of course. With this thought in mind I dressed for work. I put on same. Not one picture had a sprawled out naked girl or a juiced up sports car. It was pretty clean too with no odor to speak of. I went to sit on his bed, but instantly reconsidered it due to my being soaking wet and all. He laughed as he watched my attempt and threw a towel to me and said that I could use that and sit on the bed. I folded the towel in half and laid it across a small section of the bed and sat. I watched him as he took off his shirt to replace it with a new one. He had an amazing.