I became immeasurably jealous and vowed to find her. As I was getting dressed to go after her another text arrived. In this one, my beautiful Wendy wa... giving head to a big black cock much larger and thicker than mine and clearly enjoying it. I again wished I could masturbate. It was too much. About ten minutes later Wendy sent a selfie of herself on all fours, her face perspiring while the man pounded her from behind. Yet another one came, though the man had clearly taken it. Wendy was bent. ”“No, no I didn’t,” Doug smiled. He pushed my shoulder. “We brought liquor.”“I heard you,” I said. “C’mere. I’ll show you the front room first.”“Living room?” Doug corrected.“We always had the TV and stuff in the living room back home,” I countered. “Max’s putting that together in the basement.”“That’s called the rec room,” Doug said.“Fine. Welcome to the living room.” The living room was the only left out of the porch. It was a long room that ran near the length of the house, from the picture. "Owwww ... Ooohh ... Fuck!" I groaned, grimacing as my tender muscles were forced apart by Steve's large cock. "Do it ... Push it in ... It's good..." I was telling him, trying to relax, telling myself to breathe and just let him in."You're tight as hell, Ann," Steve gasped. "Jesus ... I thought you were practicing this stuff!" he laughed and that made me laugh too and it helped, believe it or not, and another inch or two worked its way inside, filling me nicely. My ass was taking him, but. She lightly pulled the cock toward her until it and the mystery man's balls were both through the hole. While she stroked it with her hand she took a moment to examine it. The cock was impressive; not the largest she'd seen in her vast experiences but certainly upper tier. It was hard to tell but she guessed, correctly, that it belonged to a considerably older man.She gathered up some saliva in her mouth and let it fall onto the cock, stroking it up and down firmly. She dipped her head down and.