She would push herself down onto his cock and then raise up a bit and cry out in pain but would not let him withdraw. Each time she pushed down on his...cock it went in a little deeper, until all that was showing were his balls. At this point she stopped moving and laid down on his chest. She began slowly gyrating her hips up and down on his cock until she finally sat up and started raising herself up and down, moving faster and faster each time. He even stopped worrying about hurting her and. " She said back half jokingly as well.She then got up to get some water and we pretty much dropped it after that. However over the next few months she would make me lick up all of my cum and pretend that it came from a massive cock. During this time I also explained that I had no desire to have sex with another man just have a fantasy of sucking a giant cock. She started telling me how hot it would be to see my mouth filled up with a huge cock and so on.After dating for about 4 months I saw a. Zora: “Mom, she’s hot. I’d like to have tits like hers.”“I don’t know Zora, I don’t think I would want to carry them around all day.”I don’t know why I started having this conversation with Zora. Maybe it was because I was so horny already or maybe the drinks I had already consumed but right then it seemed as natural as anything to just talk about what we were watching.Zora: “You may be right but just think of all the men you could have.”“Zora, are you serious?”Zora: “Well, in a way. I mean. Not too many men wanted a fat girl. The ones that did were crude and stupid.” “What did your old man say about that?” I asked. “I never told him.” She said. “I couldn’t break his heart. He died in a car accident my sophomore year. I couldn’t even go to the funeral.” “Do I look like him?” I asked. Not looking to be a replacement for what she had lost. “Not at all you are taller, stronger, and with much darker hair. I like the beard too.” She smiled roguishly. “It’s you I want, not him. I want.