”“We became lovers, but only after she had a long struggle with whether she wanted me for a father figure or a lover. She chose lover for about a ...year, then switched for me to be her mentor and close friend. It’s worked out well for both of us. But the whole thing with her dad, and I met him quite a few times before he was arrested, was the way he treated young women. And I was afraid of becoming him. In fact, I was afraid I HAD become him. Ultimately, that led to me limiting who I was with,. Pretty sure she said that because she saw my cock and was like "ok, that cock is going to be a *real* tight fit!" Also left her boyfriend for my cock.- K, burmese girl who told me out loud that my cock was really big. "It's so big! And long too!" Would often moan while we were having sex on how big I was. The next day, she would say how sore her pussy was.- A lot of strippers while giving me a lap dance would comment on my size through my pants. They would actually feel me up and down with. He'd spent the past week cutting the wood to the right lengths with his chainsaw. He'd hauled it out of the woodlot, but the larger pieces still needed to be split or they wouldn't burn thoroughly. Some wouldn't even fit in the fireplace.He stood with the stick of wood in his hand and let the axe idle against his thigh. A limb had broken away from this trunk many years ago leaving a protruding knob, long-since healed over with bark. The shape of the knot filled his hand with memories.I was. 'I moved down, intending a closer inspection, with a gentle downward force from Grandpa.Once more, I looked up at his eyes to see if he meant it. His look was pleading for me to, so I closed my eyes, opened my mouth as wide as I could, and placed it over the head of his penis, before allowing my lips to close over it. It felt enormous in my mouth, and warm.When it was in my mouth, I darted my tongue over and around the tip and head, trying to do as Grandpa had suggested in treating it as an.