I did as he ordered as he began to slowly withdraw a few inches, and then slowly thrust back in. Each time I would squeal like a girl when he bottomed...out as he pierced my insides with his big hard manhood! As my little hole relaxed more and more the length of his strokes got longer and deeper. It was actually an intense mixture of pleasure and pain, but the pain was slowly subsiding as the pace increased.Eventually his strokes got really long, and deep, but he missed one time. His big dick. “Wow, I think I’m jealous!” Paul remarked. “And you all sleep in the same room?”“The same bed,” Dan smiled.“My real husband is a self-centred skirt chaser who finds any reason to take work-related courses away from me. I’ve known Dan and his family for just over a year now and he treats me so good, it does feel like he’s my husband more than my real one.”“We’re sorry for misleading you but we felt that Susan deserved to be treated to a good time on her anniversary and pretending to be her. I almost froze in surprise when my mother informed me that Mrs. Fathima was visiting us very soon. She used to be our neighbor in Chennai since those days I could remember, before Dad was transferred to Cochin. She and my mother had a lot of other things in common, other than the fact that both the women were slightly on the bigger side. She might be around 45 years now. I vividly remember round face which always sported a very pleasant smile as she moved around. Her proud possessions include. He lightly touched my cock and I pretended to still be asleep, he became more daring and felt my cock and balls and I was allowing myself to get a hard on. He watched it grow in his hands, he kept looking at me to see if I was awake, I just prayed that he couldn’t see me watching through mostly closed eyes. He Got bolder and licked the end of my cock, shudders ran through my body and I struggled to not squirm, I played dead and let him have his way. He took me all the way in his mouth and I.