Well, she was very pretty. I might have been nine, but I did notice girls and women and Lara was noticeable. She was almost as tall as my father, blon..., green eyes, nice boobs that weren't too large, just about right, legs, when you saw her in shorts, that were really gorgeous. Even at nine, I had cataloged all this.But, it turned out that she and I really didn't get along real well. She was kind of bossy to me and I was kind of sullen to her, I guess.So, we basically coexisted while my father. She slapped my breasts again. “Louder!”“Yes!” I cried out, “please, put it inside me...I want it inside me.”Jenny leaned over, her breasts rubbing against my own and planted a long deep kiss on my lips as her hand found the opening of my pussy.“Please, I want it inside me. Put it inside me,” I was begging now.Jenny knelt back and began to rub the massive dildo along my opening. Back and forth. I was practically dripping onto the bed. She pressed the gigantic head inside. Fuck, it felt so good,. .. apparently mine delivered on many levels... she found it so attractive that she made me to begin appreciate my own cock... growing even more keen to display it for close ups... starting from sharing it online, I would feel more comfortable flaunting it in public... proudly either on a nudist beach or for the camera.... I do have an admission though... never had I loved a pussy so much visually but not so much to fuck... it was amazing... although we never talked about it, I felt it was. "Ready?" she asks."Very, very, very," I say slowly. She grins at the compliment as I unlock the basement door.The basement is cold and damp, and littered with cardboard boxes. Two bare bulbs provide dim illumination. I come up behind Molly, and she starts to turn to face me. Instead, I take hold of her hips, and she purrs and presses back against me. I bend down (quite a ways!) and press my lips against her neck, just below the jawline. I can feel her shudder at the skin-on-skin contact. I can.