.” I whimpered and in that moment he slid almost his entire cock in one fell swoop. Got it felt good! I’ve never had that much cock before in me....and he began to pump in and out and I was losing myself. I then felt his hands reach up to my boobs and he began to squeeze them. “Big fucking naturals…I love ‘em!” then began to lightly squeeze and slap them. I’ve never had anyone do that to me and it should have hurt but each slap sent a new sensation to my pussy…what was happening to me?He. Scott settled in for the drive. He was about ready to close his eyes for a short nap when Honour decided that she wanted to talk."How's school?" she asked."It's okay," Scott replied, trying to stifle a yawn. "I spend the first part of my day over at the extension campus, but I only have one class and the professor isn't going to win any educator of the year awards. Then I spend my afternoons at the high school. The classes are okay, but it's odd going from the college atmosphere back to high. By the time Gretchen chose to come out, he was alone again, shaving. This led to their most companionable time together—shaving each other's legs. Pedro had to admit, in a side by side comparison, his legs were at least as good as hers, maybe better. He hoped Gretchen found a man soon, since her thick ankles promised thickness in other areas.Gretchen was soon dashing around, getting made up, for her tennis date. Pedro felt out of place in her room, so he put on a housecoat and went into the. I leaned back in my seat, relieved that I would never have see the man with the strange misshapen cock again. I found some tissues and tried as best I could, to clean myself up. I drove home slowly, my wife of f******n years would be awake and getting our two boys ready for our trip down to the aquarium.I looked down at the wet stained shorts I had on, the guilt again washed over me, my face flushed anew. How could I do that? I asked myself in disbelief. I'm not gay, I have no desire to.