I could see a big bulge starting to appear next to his left knee and the shape of his bell end was starting to show through his jogging pants. I could...not believe how wet my pussy was getting as I could feel it running out of me. Offering Simon a drink I stood up and walked over to the cupboard because I knew the classes were on the bottom shelf, I bent over again keeping my legs straight knowing that he could see my arse. As I looked through my legs to see if he was looking I could see beads. I had been feelingcocky as I jogged around to Brian's just three hours ago. I was proud of mybody and working to improve it and welcomed the opportunity to strip off inhis bedroom, secretly I was looking forward to flirting with his friends andshowing off my skill at poker. I loved to be in control, to tease and playbut now found myself humiliated in the extreme, naked, sore, invaded and strungup on display for these same men who would strut into the garage like plantationowners and inspect. "I thought that was a secret between me and him." Your father doesn't keep secrets as well as he'd like," Helen said quietly. She sat and took a long sip of wine. She gestured to Donnie that he should help himself to the lasagna.Donnie took a generous portion of the lasagna and just enough salad to keep his mother from fussing. Helen took mostly salad and only a taste of the meaty lasagna. There was a good reason that she had kept her figure into her late thirties.They ate and talked about. When I finally recovered, I realized my pussy had adjusted to his huge size and his massive cock was sliding smoothly in and out of my wet slit. I was in love with his huge cock. He was matching perfectly stroke for stroke by holding my body not to slip out his cock. He was pumping his cock up into me to meet my every down stroke, driving his big dick as deep as it would go. Our fucking was getting quite vigorous and my pussy was slurping and farting as his cock pistoned in and out. He kept.