I then told her, “You still have a little further to go to get all of me in you.” In disbelief, she looked down and saw a little light that was b... emitted from the lamp in between our bodies and could clearly see a few inches of my shaft that was not buried inside of her. She said, “Holy fuck, I don’t think I can take anymore, I can feel you in my stomach! I…I….just can’t do it! I am just going to work with this part tonight if that’s ok with you?” I said that I was fine with that and not to. The voice kept saying. Give. But she couldn't; give what? Give how? Then again, maybe this was better. This way she didn't know when the final moment would come.The touch moved up. Her stomach. Her breast. Her shoulder. It had no warmth of it's own. A trick? A ghost? Aliens? Cassi found herself praying that they would do it quickly and painlessly. Of course, why do all this if it was going to be painless?It touched her cheek. Give. The voice said. There was a scent, familiar but elusive. Maybe. She flicked and tapped then handed the phone to her. The screen was dominated by the fat, flared cock head, the white shaft stretching out behind. It was big, or at least from this angle looked big, but cameras did that. Size was easily distorted in the lens and angle of the shot. “How big is he, baby?” “Eight throbbing inches, Momma.” Dominque nodded, agreeing that qualified as big. “I could only get the head in my mouth.” Dominique smiled. Her little girl had sucked on her first cock,. Look at her waist. It is so very thin. Thin like yours Becky. And her breasts are so young and full." As he said this, he didn't wait for a response and reached over with both hands to unbutton the rest of her blouse. He then quickly slid her brassiere down under her big tits, exposing them, FINALLY, to the air, to his eyes, to his extreme pent up lust! Oh my God, he thought. I've got her right where I want her. The objects of his desire for a whole year now were clearly before him. He grasped.