Usually, females had sex with males who have a matching cock size and vaginal depth in this village.So a big dildo like blunt stick dipped in oil was ...rought to me and I was asked to insert it into my pussy for measurement.Just with minimal pressure, the dildo slid up my pussy and I was measured with a depth of a wrist span(nearly 6.5 inches), now it was the time of the males to measure their cock sizes and all of they privately measured their erect cock and came with the results.I was shocked. .her pink, flowery panties were on full display and I just couldn’t tear my eyes away from the plump mound that they contained.She pulled her shirt back down, stretching the hem below her panties.“Ooooh, you! You are supposed to be looking at my boobies, not my snatchbox!”“Sorry”, I countered, “But if it’s there on show, I’m gonna look!”“Cheeky boy!” smiling again “Did you like my snatchbox?”“Yes, it is..” I was so hot-blooded by now, I needed to fuck her. “Dammit, Keira!”With that, I stood up,. At the last minute you turn back to me and start to say something as I reach up and wrap my arms around your neck and pull your face to mine. I know this is a mistake the minute your lips touch mine. But you are my drug and like an addict I am drawn to you each time. I feel the pull of desire as our kiss deepens. You wrap your arms around me and pull me close pressing your body to mine. I hear myself give a moan as your hands roam over me and I think to myself, “Oh god, did I just do that out. There she was, standing outside the station, oblivious to the admiring glances she attracted from each passing male and peering anxiously at every possible approach route. I was shocked to recognise none other than my girlfriend from the train, the pretty blonde with the button nose and those wonderful tits. It was so unexpected to see her here, behaving in such a strange way, that it took me a few moments to realise that she must be looking for me. Of course: I remembered now. Last week we had.