"I'm sure," I smiled."Damn damn DAMN!" She said and pulled my boxers over my growing cock.It sprang out at her and she stared at it with her mouth ope..., obviously impressed by its size."N...Now what?" She asked without breaking her gaze from my shaft."Oh, I think you know what to do next," I said.She reached out both hands and grabbed it about half way up. She slowly stroked it up and down, deliberately and expertly, still staring intently at the purple head which seemed to inch closer and. Honestly, I don’t remember taking my shirt off. I remembertaking off his shirt. I might have taken off my shirt butI really could not say. I just felt his tongue drag acrossmy right nipple and then flick the other nipple and I hada little spasm of happiness that ran right down to my toes.I got on the floor and pulled his pants down (I forgot abouthis shoes, fuck his shoes) and got a gift. Guys, size doesn’tmatter much. How you use it is more important. It’s themotion of the ocean, blah blah. It was the first time she had caught him looking at her body, but he was too tired to care. Fuck it. She looked damn good.She was embarrassed by his stare, but thrilled, too. Really thrilled. Excited by his bold gaze, she decided to push it and see what happened. Her gloves came off slowly as she pulled each finger up and then took the glove off her hand. She didn’t know it, but she was mimicking a strip teaser. Uncle Steve knew it, and his prick reacted accordingly. Nicki noticed that,. After a few thrusts, the pain on her face goes away and is replaced with a smile. The tears fade too. Sandra is no longer hurt and is now moaning. Now the man’s cock can’t take anymore. Her pussy is too tight, it is like a vise grip clutching down and it won’t let go until he climaxes all inside her little body. His hand moves faster. His prick is begging for relief. It aches to really be inside the petite teen. He pumps his fist harder as he does her. She begs for him to slow down, but he.