He was standing there faceing the wall about four feet away with his pants down to his knees and that huge cock pointting straight out at the wall. yo...u want to jack this dic bitch he said and i stood right beside him and took his huge cock in my hand and slowly stroked it! it was so long and and soo fucking thick! i could only get my hand around half of it. without looking up i said oh my god! its soo long... fucking fat!! it felt so hard and horny as i pumped it back and forth. then i. He had a good life, even if he had to deal with his cold hearted bitch of a wife to keep it. And to keep his real self buried beneath a facade of a whiny hen pecked husband which had become more difficult through their years together.And tomorrow, he would be going to the task force. He would be a member of all those people who's only job would be to find him. The irony of it was something he wished that he could share. He needed to tell someone. He rubbed his hands together again, feeling his. As I took my first sip another woman walked in. She was younger than I, probably in her middle twenties, bleached blond with just a hint of roots showing, and she was obviously braless beneath her roomy t-shirt from the way her unbound breasts moved delightfully when she walked or moved. The swell and shape of her breasts was accentuated by the small backpack slung on her shoulders. She wore ragged black tennis shoes and a matching ragged school girl style tartan miniskirt. I immediately. Suitable wood was hard to come by, but, by a fortunate chance, an especially pleasing stick three meters long and 12 cm in diameter had been received in trade about six weeks earlier. This was a heavy damned piece of wood, so I had to have help in getting it moved to the small yurt assigned to my use while I was in the camp. By the way, I was not expected to remain celibate while in the Olgar camp, so Ai Chee had joined me for the trip. This let her visit with friends and relatives she had been.