Rachel shook her ass like she was dancing at a club. Carter danced as well, but mostly he marveled at this woman before him, her fatty body suddenly a...picture of feminine sexiness. His cock strained in his pajama pants, and he reached into his pants to massage it. Rachel watched Carter fondling his cock, and her mind was racing. She pulled her bra off with utter haste and flung it at Carter. She then leapt at the armchair nearby and knelt on it. Rachel felt completely sexy, adorned only in a. You'd also think he was still in Oklahoma to hear to country twang to his voice.Mom, on the other hand could probably fit into her high school cheerleader's costume, if she'd ever gone along with that nonsense. Her opinion of cheerleaders was that they were too stupid to get good grades or stay off their backs. She didn't have any accent you could notice, though what I called a countryism would sneak into her speech once in a while. She probably weighed in at about a third of my dad's weight. By the end of the school year I was now a good 4" long. Joe gaveup on the "Danny weenie, little peenie" bit. And I'm not getting anystares from the other guys any more. I wouldn't say that I'm quite upinto Joe's category yet but at least I'm now as big as some of the otherguys - and in fact, bigger than a few of them.Now that he's stopped kidding me about the size of my "equipment", I'vefound that Joe's not a bad guy after all. We've been hanging aroundtogether more and more lately and he's. .", she blushed as she spoke, never breaking eye contact with his cock. She spun around, looking at me with glazed over eyes. "Fuck me baby." she whispered it. Her tits were spilling out over the edge of the pool, now resting on the smooth tile surface. Who was this woman? And why did i adore her every ounce of being?I thrust into her yet again, this time with aggression. I took her from behind with vigor and speed, she was bouncing back and forth responding to my thrusts. I soon noticed that.