It was hard to pay attention to Hernan with Mallo naked in the room – his already frightening aspect seemed even more scary naked. His body was a mass of hard muscle apparently stitched together with many scars. Between tree-trunk thighs hung a cock that belonged on a horse and my cunt puckered a little with both hunger and fear at the prospect of having that inside me. I suddenly recalled he and his wife coming to our house for dinner when I was younger and I remembered that she was a tiny thing...barely five feet tall and always smiling. I wondered if I was looking at the reason for...