I don’t usually tell tales or divulge sex stories, so if explicit stories offend, then you might want to stop here.
I had to make an exception and tell you about Paul Bunyan. I encountered a man on sunday who was at least 6ft 10. – A mountain of muscle, literally. When he stepped through doorways, he had to duck his head. And he could (and did) easily pick me up right off the ground.
And anatomically…. he was completely proportionate. In fact, he was HUGE. Easily 11 inches by 9 inches. Enormous. He was visiting from Ohio. Man o man! what a workout! still haven’t wiped the smile off my face yet.