Why would I think bad about youAish : thanks, we will drop this issue here itself and what are you doingMe :( explained briefly about me )For few days... we were just chatting formally like greeting each other and after few days both started sharing our personal information .she asked me to keep our conversation secret and asked me not to say this matter to the guy who added her.I promised her the same.Our conversation grew and we both started sharing our pics and developed a mutual admirationI. “Well young man, I knew that you were well hung when I saw you fucking Rita… fuck me with that monster of yours” My dick was now absolutely hard. “OOOH you are too large…that’s a fantastic penis and your scrotum… its as large as a goats scrotum” she said as she knelt between my legs and started kissing my penis and felt my balls with her hands. “My gosh… You will really fill me up with your cream” as she weighed my scrotum in her hands “ and that penis…it will really stretch me…I have never. It was a bit high class for me but he was paying so I went along with him. The waiter — an honest to Deity waiter with a humungous sheet wound around his stomach — lays out this array of eating irons on a mat and 'yellow eyes' uses them as if he'd been born to it — real delicate he is. Then after he finishes he tells the cook that 'mint' doesn't work as well as 'basil', pays the chitty and we come back here and the SWO books him for his medical and off he goes. He's a strange lad, that one,. A short time later Brady called from the boardroom for me. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to go in I was a little nervous, really horny but a little nervous. I went in and Brady closed the door behind me and motioned me to sit down. I sat down and Brady cleared his throat, “Beckie I am wondering what you might have heard earlier…” I smiled and stood up “Well guys it isn’t what I heard you need to worry about. It is more what I saw and believe me I saw plenty. You see boys or should I.