Finally I command her sensitive-traitor to force itself out. And like a worm from the moist earth, it emerges twenty inches out. An organ naturally no...t even a inch in length, writhing from her ass as a snake that wrestles on the ground. I just sit there, admiring my work. I draw and gently let her down on her back and release her arms and legs. Her toes splay outwards, her fingers curl like claws, her eyes dart around searching for light from anywhere.I walk over to her and give a firm swat on. . . ” “Were they as big as this?” she said, rising on her knees, stroking it, showing him. “Uh-huh. I guess. Maybe.” Too much effort to compare now. With the dry hand she pushed his legs upward until his hips rolled up and his thighs pressed against his body. He felt the cock nuzzling between his cheeks, groaned in anticipation. With her right hand she guided it and he felt the big head claim entry. He moaned again, involuntarily, aching for penetration. Eyes pressed shut, he took a deep breath. "I'll take that as a yes," I laughed. "I usually take forever to come," he said, finally opening his eyes. "I told you, men know men," I shrugged, as Trevor finished swallowing his second load in the last couple of minutes. Five minutes later, we were getting dressed in the locker room and I asked, even though I already knew from my intel from his ex-girlfriend, "Are you a football fan?" A die hard Giants fan," he answered. "If you're interested, why don't you come over on Sunday? The only. I couldn't take it anymore, I knew I couldn't act on it I was too scared so I excused myself and left the house. I was so disappointed. Fast forward twenty years later, my mom had passed away and he married another woman. We still kept in touch he was 68 years old. I went back home for a visit and decided that we would meet up. We went out for a few beers to catch up. We were both catching a buzz when he asked me if I remembered the day when we watched porn together. I said yes, with a lump in.