I sat there a minute and then decided, “What the Hell”, I’ll see if Joe, the big bulge guy, had a (cork)screw. I gushed my cum again and gave it my best. He was dressed only in some sweat pants; no shirt, great body, a real 6 pack, muscles. Oh my God!” when I exploded and shook violently. I couldn’t believe such a monster cock existed and was right in front of me. He bit each nipple at just the right moment sending a wave of pleasure through my body. I said, “I don’t think we should stretch out the neck line.” I reached down and pulled my top from behind my ass and lifted it over my head. A careful observation would show the outline of my areola against my knit top. After the last session several of us gathered for dinner and drinks. We sat next to each other that afternoon, and I kept looking down to see if I could get more of an idea of what was hidden beneath. He reached forward and stroked one nipple and then the other.
