I started responding. She leaned over and took the tip of m cock in her mouth, a few strokes from her mouth, sucking a little and then licking just th... tip with her tongue. My cock was now hard. “Well it looks like you are ready for another go.” As if any man could resist.She opened her legs and I pushed in. We started fucking again. After all those months of eye contact we were still extremely hot for each other. I was fucking her fast and she was responding, fucking me back, her back arching. She figured that after being in storage forthis long they gotten corroded inside from the humidity and just stoppedworking.She did feel the difference this time though. Before she was alwaysgetting something like this to use to pleasure a partner. This time whatshe would buy was for herself. She looked over the assortment and triedto imagine which one would be right for her. She looked at a knobbyfourteen incher for a moment and shuddered at the thought of using such amonster and quickly. While Michele herself had no direct sexual experience outside of touching herself, which she did on an occasional basis, Michele had witnessed this act several times. So lowering her head she took Anthony's dick in her mouth and began to give him head. She wanted desperately to make him happy as she saw him as a port in a storm. While not huge Anthony's cock certainly wasn't small. It measured just over 9" and was rather thick. Michele engulfed his head and begin to suck. Soon she began to. He was really hairy all over, and I could feel his curly pubes on my forehead, his wiry hairs on his balls, but best of all I could tangle my fingers in his thick chest hair. It was really like a mat. I remember how good he smelled – no perfume, no deodorant, just man. A scent of sex, of what I suppose must be pheromones. Meanwhile, I was also in full lust and ecstasy from the taste of him. His cock, his precum, his manly juices that had dried and remained under his foreskin. It was so.