She already knew that he would do anything she asked and yet she found herself fantasizing about doing things for him instead. What Suzanne had not co...mprehended was the fact that she was falling in love for the first time in her life. She could not see that Brad was the Yin to her Yang, the heads to her tails. They completed each other as only soul mates can do. No, by the time Suzanne Avery realized she was falling in love she was already head over heels and beyond putting a halt to it. She. Each morning I see the postman as he rides his bike right past the window to deposit what mail he has for me. I have gotten used to the routine and barely give it any notice. One day, I was viewing porn online. My computer screen was facing the window. I had lost track of the time and had my cock in hand, massaging it and squeezing some precum from the swollen head. As I licked the precum from my hand, I noticed movement behind me. The postman had ridden up behind me while I was. .I...got to.... stop. This.. is....not....natural....Ahhhh". It finally subsides, and I can barely feel anything there. I lay back on the bed to recover.The clock says - 8:09AM - I look down my torso, at the bottom part of the zipper is a little bulge and I can tell I have a very little dick and balls. "Having some balls is better than having no balls", I thought. I have to get some help. I will put a pair of gym shorts over my jeans to hide my (lack of) bulge. As I open my underwear drawer. The plaid halter-top that barely holds in her D-cup breasts, cutoff jeans, cowboy boots and hat lend to her southern appearance, though you're certain you can almost hear a Texan drawl from here. She waves wildly as the car comes up.The girl standing next to her is even more of a knockout. She's a shorter Latina with a slightly softer, though not overweight appearance. Her skin is tanned a nice mocha color, and she looks quite nice. Her DD breasts are practically falling out of the dark green.