I remember the look on Gail's face when she first took my fat pole out of my pants and looked at it. Surprise and wide-eyed excitement. Then she went down on me. The car windows were all steamed up when we were done. She had been a sexually active woman, but used to complain that she was sore for weeks after we made love. So, we usually did it about every two weeks. She was never able to accommodate more than about a third of it orally.