"Don't worry bro?" said Steve, grinning at me, as I chugged my beer, "your gonna love this." Dad turned up the music again to about house party volume...and walked over to the big Oaken double doors at the front entrance and opened them wide. In the gloom, I could only just make out a shadowy figure standing in the centre of the doorway, but as my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I started to make out the sexy hourglass curves lining the body beneath her loose, flowing, dressing gown. I was. Then he asked why I hadn’t pulled. I replied that I’d had a few offers but I’d turned them down as they weren’t really my type. With that he asked what my type was and whether he might fit in to that category. I was very flattered by his attention, and to be quite honest he isn’t a bad looking guy, and we seemed to get on really well. I told him what I thought and that he was making me blush. He then said he had a big thing for big girls, and with that he wiggled his already hard cock at me. I. To me you are. But don’t believe she doesn’t want you. Is she attached?” “I don’t know. I don’t think so, but I don’t know. She didn’t tell me anything about herself, like I don’t deserve to know or something.” He noticed the shower had been shut off and didn’t know when. A nervous shock zapped his heart. “I better go,” “I love you. Call me tomorrow, and tell me everything.” “I will. I love you too.” When he put the phone down he saw Connie standing in the bathroom doorway looking serious as. He tells me he likes the sounds I make - gagging and struggling for breath. He will train me to worship and follow instructions exactly and quickly, but for now, he takes my throat roughly. I feel his balls tighten, and his cock spasm and pulse as he shoots into my throat. Pulling out, he shoots another stream into my mouth, and then more onto my face. I am coughing and sputtering, but hear him warn me to hold it in my mouth, and to wait for permission to swallow.I am amazed to see he is still.