Her eyes widened as the fattest part of my cock tore open her tight pussy. I couldn’t wait anymore and finally I slammed it the rest of the way in,...balls deep, popping her cherry and all. She gasped loudly, trying not to scream, as I pulled out of her again. Then I went back in slowly and I could feel her pussy pulsing around me. As I fucked her slowly she shuttered a bit in an orgasm.“Your cock… It’s so hard… Fuck me more…” She said.I went faster and faster. I rammed my big cock in deep and. But I didn't say anything that might cost me a lane. He said here take a number and I'll call you when it's your turn. I was number two seventy one , I looked at the sign and it read two fourty nine. Damn that's going to take for ever I thought. I told my wife let's play some games while we wait. The air hockey table was the only thing that wasn't being played right then. So I dropped a few quarters and we started playing. I hadn't thought about her leaning over the table and her short skirt. Neither experience was bad, and if I had to admit it, it was even kind of pleasant. But in college, I pushed it out of my mind because I did not consider myself as gay." And what about their suggestion of a three or foursome? Are you still thinking about that? Because I am not sure how I would feel about that. Perhaps just watching, but not sure about participating." Maybe I should try to reach one or both of them, and we could meet. It might even ease your anxiety about my health if you know. "Then I'd rub your breasts." (I cupped one, then the other in my left hand, easier to reach across and grab a handful of sexy sweater beacons.) She gasped as I did."Then I'd rub that hot ass of yours. I want to bite it. I want to lick you all over." She really laughed at that. I released her, then leaned back to lift the console between us, up and out of the way. She let me take her hand, guide it to my throbbing boner pulsing under my zipper, about to burst the seams. I leaned over to whisper.