”B: “Forget the meal, if you’re offering sex l might be interested.”V: “Um, er, well yes, l er….well yes.”B: “Seven thirty Saturday, w...ear something sexy, don’t call me again, text me.”Barry rang off.Vera turned to Jane who had been listening. “He sounds confident,” she said.“All men with big cocks are confident,” Jane laughed, “not many of them are decent lovers though.”“What am l going to wear that’s sexy?” Vera said, “l don’t know where to start.”“Come on,” Jane said, “l’ll run you over to my. We’d beenmarried for just three years, Michelle and I, but that was enough for us tosettle into that comfortable routine. Work was routine, play was routine, lifewas routine. Worst of all our sex life was routine. So, following the oldSunday morning routine, I pecked my wife’s cheek and drove off to the golfcourse. This Sunday, however, did not live up to its namesake. That worthy washiding behind a mass of low lying clouds. Nothing to stop an afternoon ofgolfing fun, however. But. She continued, "I can totally tell by the way youlook, act, dress and speak. Call it a little talent I have for spottinglittle boys who are actually crossdressing sissies! I'm sure you tried onyour mothers clothes when you lived back home. Is that right??Dan was too stunned to resist. "Yes." Yes?..." Yes Sarah?" Dan guessed."Try saying yes Miss Sarah!" she said while still smiling."Yes Miss Sarah," Dan meekly confirmed."And what about when you had an opportunity say at someone elses house. I was a little intimidated by the size of his cock and how much he came, it was 3 times as much as me and he spirted like a fountain.. I was fascinated and honestly... It looked mouth watering - delicious. i stopped watching the porn all together and focused on watching him masturbate. I couldnt stop thinking about touching his penis and I had to test him to see if he wanted the same thing I did. The next time he came over I picked out the porno this time, i could see his cock already throbbing.