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... bra; I was going to take it off when Ralph said, “O…Please…Allow me the satisfaction of the reveal.” He walked round to the front, took hold of the straps on my shoulders and gently, slowly lowered them. My cups dropped, I held my arms out and he removed it. I didn’t have big tits, they are solid, firm and they are perky. My nipples stick up slightly, not very big, long or however you want to put it, but they do get very stiff when I’m aroused. Ralph placed my bra on top of my uniform on the table and stepped back to me, he said, “Beautiful, you really are a very beautiful, very young, but not a very innocent creature, I’m sure.” I wanted to see his ‘package.’ So I made a move towards him, to his boxers and said, “Come on Ralph, what you hiding in there.” Ralph stepped back and said, “Well I suppose a look for a look is fair. Shall I do the honours?” He moved sideways and made some room between him and the bed and said, “Please take a seat…” Again I said “Cloe, you’re about to show your willy to Cloe!” I moved slowly towards him and said, “We’re only going to be looking you understand.” Ralph just said, “Please,” and pointed with his open hand towards the bed. I stepped towards the bed and sat down, I looked up and I had to look a fair way up, as he was tall, he was slim and his body did not tell the truth about his age. He turned to face away from the widow, just slightly to his right. And from where I sat, I could not see his ding-a-ling. He removed his boxers and to my ...

... surprise he threw them onto the end of the bed. He then started to turn and it came into view. My jaw dropped and my eyes were out on stalks. Now, I thought I had done well when my boyfriend had an eight inch cock, rigid, upright ready to fuck. But Ralph’s ‘Willy’ was eight inches flaccid, it drooped. It was as wide as three of my fingers and it pointed straight south because of the weight of it. I looked on in amazement and I looked up and said to Ralph, “Wow!” I looked back down to it and the silence for the next minute felt eerie, I looked back up to him and asked, “Something wrong with you Ralph?” He dropped his head, just bent from the neck, looked at his cock and said, “What do you mean young…” I did not remind him of my name, I just stared at it, it did not move of flinch, he was not getting exited, my body did nothing to move his fishing rod, I asked, “Well, nice cock Ralph, but you really can’t do much with it as it is, is there something wrong with it.” Ralph placed a hand on my head; he ruffled my hair and said, “Pretty…lady, so innocent, not everyman’s soldier stands to attention just by a mere gaze upon a young beauty.” I asked, “So…are you gay?” He slapped my head playfully and said, “No I’m not flipping gay, young lady, it needs a woman’s touch, a warm place to grow.” He obviously meant me sucking him off, I looked up and said, “I told you we were only going to look, you’ve seen me and now I’ve seen you. That’s it.” Granted, I really did want to see his cock in ...