From the way they were all flirting and talking though, they seemed to be experienced girls who were looking to have fun tonight. The d**gs were still... keeping my mind racing and making my hormones surging, but the last three drinks were now giving me a good buzz, so I was teasing the guys that came by pretty heavily. The girls thought it was funny and they joined in too, after another couple of drinks. By the time the band came out to play, we had nearly 8 or 9 guys around our table trying to. "That won't do," Dan said, and raised himself upwards and caught Mom's lips in a kiss of his own. Mom backed off a bit. "Is he asleep?" she asked. "Does it matter?" Dan countered. Seeing Mom's eyes take a panicked look, he said, "John went to sleep hours ago. You know he sleeps like a log." Mom laughed softly. "Remember when Grampa's cabin caught fire and no one could wake him, so we-" "-poured a pail of water on him. What a waste," Dan laughed. My God! That was that one time! My jaw tightened.. I drove out the next day excited to start. I got into town late that evening. I easily found the small house, as it was the last house located on a dead end street. The keys were in the mailbox and I let myself in. I found a suit, in my size, hanging in the bedroom closet. The fridge was stocked with food and surprisingly nice note from Braden. I unpacked and went to bed. I awoke early that following morning and got ready. I got to the office early. The secretary, who was a very sweet older. “Uncle Jim, uhhh…ahhh…” he mumbled still holding his sperm-covered cock. He had a long cock, should be around 9 inches. It was also very thick, so thick that he could not wrap his fingers around the shaft. The head was thick too and red, with a well-sculpted ridge around. The shaft was straight and had the same thickness on top as well as the bottom. Bulging veins ran all along its length, some splitting into smaller ones. His ball sack was purple and his balls large enough, like small lemons..