She was breathing heavy and so was I. We didn’t utter a word. She moaned on the other side while I moaned hearing her.She made me hard and my moans ...urned her wild. In few minutes, she had a loud gasp and I for the first time heard a girl in orgasm. That feeling was enough to let my imagination turn wild I gasped multiple times and we both came together for the next few minutes.The feeling and experience were overwhelming. We kissed each other imaginary good night and before I could fall asleep. His dick, or did they call it a cock, was hard in my small hand. I could feel the heat coming off of him. I ran my hand up and down the length slowly. He seemed really long but it was the first dick/cock I had ever seen much less touched. I looked at it closer and saw the veins pulsing along the sides. Yes, it was a cock, for some reason that word better described the stiff piece of meat I held in my small hand. I wasn’t sure what to do next so I leaned in and kissed the head. I heard. . She walks with a short, fast stride – her very high-heels making it look like she’s on her tippy-toes, the speed and the short gate make her look like a dressage pony as she almost skips to her mark infront of the bed.Physically she’s a 7, with boobs and a bit of toning she’d be an easy 9.As she hits her mark and stops we move in for a close up. She’s not the prettiest girl in the world, but she’s pleasant enough to look at – her mouth perhaps a little too wide, and her hairline is so far. We broke our kiss and I told her that I wanted to see those magnificent breasts. (I’m a breast man so I appreciate whatever the size and the cup they come in.) She was more than willing to show them to me and took off her sweater and then her shirt. She was wearing a skin colour bra and her breasts were trying to get out of the constraints, so I put them out of their misery and unhooked her bra. When I used the word ‘magnificent’ earlier, I did justice to her breasts by calling them that as.