I turned around to see him stroking his gigantic cock with lube. "Arch that back. let me see that hole." I listened to my BBC master and tried to bac... my ass up onto his cock."I'll take it slow at first. But you're gonna end up taking good dick." I felt the pressure of his huge head on my hole. One of his big hands on my back while the other guided his cock in. As it popped through I leaped forward. "FUCK!" I yelled. I'd taken maybe two inches, and I was laying on his bed like I just got. It was during my 2 week Christmas winter break, that I ended spending most of my time at home with Marrissa getting closer and flirtatious. One day I woke up late and sick when the whole f****y planned to go the desert to camp. I said I didn’t want to go, and as such the maid stayed at home to see if I needed any food to be cooked or anything. I went back to sl**p and woke up half hour later thinking that this is my day. This is my opportunity. From just that, I was rock hard and thought of a. An oiled-up sheen over her well-toned body is evident, and only accentuates what her lacy lingerie is not trying hard enough to conceal. Instead of her usual efficient ponytail, she put her up her hair in pigtails, keeping her bangs intact. It gives her an air of feigned innocence, the sweet girl gone naughty. She's already playing games with me."And here to challenge the champ," she giggles shyly, "is his own wife, the grappling Princess!" She friskily flexes her ample biceps, and I spy the. . please.. mmm…slowly ” with moan he flexed the hole open and I probed my tongue more deep. I quickly replaced my mouth by my finger… carefully entered into him… then all the way to the hilt… then moving slowly in and out. I began finger-fucking his secret place, and he pushed his bottom up, wanting more, wanting it harder… faster…deeper. As my finger plunged and twisted inside his warm hole, my lips returned to his cock. My head bobbing up and down, saliva running down the pink shaft that.