Of course, my logical mind told me that there had to be two balls--albeit very small ones--somewhere inside that little ball-sack of Pete's. So basically, except for the thick patch of pubic hair immediately above and surrounding his penis, Pete's genitals looked like they could have easily belonged to a 7 or 8-year-old, prepubescent boy. I immediately thought to myself, I was dead wrong. This guy's really 'God's sick joke to womankind'. No wonder this poor mother fucker's shootin' blanks. You gotta have balls first, before you can make sperm! And this guy's just barely got a dick on him! And then I thought about how disappointed and shocked that Linda had to have been years ago, when she and Pete were petting heavily for the first time ever, and skinny she had finally taken things to the next level, as she had bravely reached down into his crotch small tits to discover his diminuative package. And I knew that Linda had to have already been madly in love with Pete. And looks-wise, he had to have already been petite the man of her dreams, too. But for Linda, there was just one small problem: 1 very small penis + 2 tiny testicles = 1 long-term male lover that no heterosexual woman in her right mind would ever desire. My next thought was, Linda, you've gotta be a real saint to put up with this for so many years. I would have left Pete years ago, if I were you. Thank God, I've got a nice, big dick on me! I mean big, for a white guy of course. Mine doesn't hold a candle to Henry's.And when I thought about Henry's penis, I remembered how Linda had acted while he had it shoved deep inside her vagina, and was fucking her that night in the hotel room. Considering how small her husband's dick was, it was no wonder that Linda was so excited about finally big cock having a super-long dick like Henry's inside her pussy. A dick that could easily fill her up, and then some. And now I knew why Linda also found my dick to be so exciting and attractive to her. And that was because I could do something with my dick during intercourse, that Pete would never be able to do with his . You see, my erect penis was long enough, so that I could firmly press the tip of my dick-head right up against Linda's cervix, and then ejaculate all over it, which is something blowjob that Sally claims is always a big turn-on for women. Well I've got news for you, Sally. It's a big turn-on for men, too. At least, is for me . Pete put his arms around Sally, and they began French-kissing in a standing position, in front of the sofa. His hands were busy, as he was playing with her small tits and her pert nipples, and also reaching down to grab her boyish-looking butt-cheeks every so often. And she was massaging his bare chest, and grabbing handfuls of his muscular butt-cheeks, as well. But most importantly, there was no space between their pressed-together pelvises. And that told me that Sally was very comfortable with the idea of letting Pete have sex with her. Meanwhile, Linda knelt down in front of the sofa, and began giving me a superb blowjob, while she kept squeezing and massaging her huge breasts with her own hands. Finally, I said to her, "If you keep sucking my dick like that you're gonna make me cum. He slowly pushed his way in. She stood on her toes and took a deep breath in. It felt like it took forever for him to go all the way in. When he was inside her, he stayed motionless. He ripped them off my rump and down my thighs. “Mmmm nice little tattoo you've got back here Ma’am. They were busy all day and so didn’t have any time together except for lunch, until dinner. I dropped my head and mumbled, “I don’t know what to big cock do. After bundling up the best I could I stood by the car and scanned the seeming blowjob endless horizon. A sleek black town car pulled up alongside her and the passenger shouted at the boy in the hoody to beat it and he had invited Abby in. “It’s not safe for a girl like you on these streets,” he said. “Come in and sit down Frank, ready for a drink?” she asked while she went to get him a glass. They went to petite the bedroom and soon he was pulling down the shorts and the sexy black lace panties. “I am indeed, I thank you,” she replied. Julie hollered from ahead. “Ah, I’m not sure that is a good idea,” the Jogger said. I'm in a polygamist marriage (not Mormon, we are Druid/Christian). Ian stood and crossed to the dresser. Once I was inside her panties, it was very easy to tell that even while sleeping, Molly was wet. He stopped, stepped skinny back and looked at me. I rolled my eyes, twisted my head, looking up at small tits him with innocence. Even seeing an ad for a dog shelter had made her wonder what Tiny was doing now, and if he missed her. "N...nnoooo, please, don't stoooooooop!" she begs imploringly. "How dare you interfere with our work," he said squeezing them roughly. I spread my fingers, stretching her. John looked at me, his face pale. It was a bit of a set back. That night Jon took me to our local pub, I noticed a couple of men looking at my legs but the place was too crowded for any real fun. A hot line seared through me, and I wailed, biting against the ring between my teeth until my jaw ached. Emma adjusted her grasp, and moved her hand slowly, as she had seen me do it. He pushed it forward all the way, then bent it upward and marked a spot on her lower belly with his other hand. "Oh, fuck yeah." "I would rather have you play with my pussy, but you really should wash my back instead. “I’m just going to prepare you…” I ripped my lips from her asshole, moaning, “I got her backdoor ready for you, Kurt!”