Opening the door, I found a real-life Goliath standing in the hallway. He was tall, broad-shouldered and handsome, wearing nothing more than a pair of skimpy briefs that left little to the imagination. He had a big dick that was hard and thick, just waiting to be explored. I stepped into his arms and we kissed, our tongues dancing in a wild swirl of lust and desire. Big Daddy was mine for the night, and I couldn’t wait to get started.