.yep guys . . MY PENIS! AGAINST HER PUSSY!!!! Instantly it rose to the occasion, even bigger and better than before, as it was now very swollen! ‘D...rling’, I said, the inside of my head throbbing like a deisel engine, to say nothing of my dick, which kept in tune!, ‘you please let me know if it goes in too far, won’t you, tell you what..say ‘When’, and I will stop’. ‘OhKay’, Karen said lightly, and, with the lube still sticking to the end of it she pulled it in!!! It slid in oh, so easy… . .. After a while we were spunked out. I got a blanket to cover her up and left her on the sofa to sleep it off. Ian got dressed. “Will you tell her?” he asked “I don’t know, maybe I’ll not tell her, maybe I’ll tell her what really happened. Who knows?” Then I had a thought. I went to the cupboard and brought out an indelible Marker and handed it to Ian“You had better sign your handiwork.” I told him.He took the pen and wrote ‘YOU ARE A FANTASTIC FUCK! THANKS FOR THE RIDE LOVE IAN XXX’ at the top. Then I just kept talking very excitedly, seemingly forgetting and leaving my tits hanging out. As I got further into the story I mainly looked away (as I had the whole time). Man! Was she entranced by my tits. When you’re high it can be a bit hard to judge time, and she was getting some nice, long eye-fulls. Now my tits are saline, and when you see them they look like they might be real and they look like they could be fake. It’s hard to tell for sure-even for another woman.Once I got to. ” as if there were more than one young woman of our acquaintance with that name!I raised an eyebrow. “A lovely young woman,” I responded.He looked at me. “I thought I recognised her...” he paused, “friend of yours?”“Yes,” I admitted, “though not a close one. Dulcie and I helped her out a little at Christmas.”“Can you ... I mean ... what do you know about her?”“Bob...” I frowned, thinking. “Bob, I don’t think I’m at liberty to discuss Suki. Or anyone else, for that matter.”He nodded. “Okay. I.