David Crane

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CHAPTER ONE

Bill Robinson came out of the door of his luxury apartment, looking rather sheepish because he had a gigantic hard on sticking out in the front of his trousers. It was far too large and obvious to hide and he looked both ways down the corridor to make sure that no other tenants were in a position to take note of his horniness – except one tenant, the redhead across the hall, whom he was going to visit.

Bill was thirty-seven years old. He was a good-looking man with crisp black hair and an easy white-toothed smile. His shoulders were broad and his waist was trim and he was fit from moderate exercise and from exercising moderation. He stood just under six feet tall but looked slightly taller, because of his tapering torso.

Women adored him.

They loved his crisp hair and his trim build, and they were charmed by his smile and his relaxed attitude.

But mainly they loved his prick.

Bill was gifted with a cock that drove girls wild with lust, made their cunts cream and their mouths water. It was ten inches long and was thick in proportion to its length. The shaft was seamed with dark, pulsing veins and the head flared out in a great mushroom-shaped knob. His balls were big and full of spunk. Along with – and complementing – the huge size of his prick, he was also gifted with stamina and potency and, lucky fellow, he could shoot three, or four loads in a row without losing an erection.

It was no wonder that women lusted for him.

And all the women who knew him, were amazed that his wife had run off and left him…

Rebecca Starr, who lived across the hall, was as amazed as anyone – but she was also delighted.

Because she was so readily available, without even leaving the apartment building, Rebecca was the obvious and logical woman to take the place of his runaway wife in taking care of Bill's sexual needs. That was a task that Rebecca welcomed with open arms – and open mouth and legs, as well. She considered herself a lucky girl.