It was Sally’s house the Jess stayed at the night before.The others I did not recognize. One of them had on a thong and was extremely hot looking ...ith long tan legs and a beautiful ass that was fully exposed due to her tiny thong. She had on a pair of sexy high heals which made her legs look even better. Her hair was light brown and came down to her mid back. She seemed to be topless, but I couldn’t tell for sure because of her long hair and the fact that her back was to me. I started to. God, I could stroke it for years and still not get bored. I wanted to suck it so badly, but he didn’t allow me. He pushed it inside my pussy and rammed it for more than 45 mins. I was surprised because no man had ever made my cum with penetration. But he did.His hands left a mark on my thick brown thighs. His cock made my butt cry with pain as its thrusting made it sore. I left with bite marks on my neck, around my nipples, on my hands, and waist. He held my hair tight when he fucked from. I smiled and said, “I’ll bet the guys in the locker room never called you tiny?”He blushed as red as a beat and giggled, “No, they didn’t!”“How big does that piece of meat get when you get hard?”He answered, “I don’t know, never measured.”I had finished pissing at this point so I got a tape measure from the truck and said, “Let’s find out.”“You’re kidding right?”“Hell no!”I waited until he too was done pissing.“Grab your cock and stretch it out for me to measure.”He did so very reluctantly. The. Si stancheranno, pensavo, ma non davano segni di cedimento. I balli caraibici sono andati avanti un bel po’ e ad un certo punto, colto dalla stanchezza della giornata, ho approfittato di un momento in cui mia moglie mi ha guardato tutta sorridente per farle cenno che sarei rientrato a dormire.Lei mi ha fatto cenno di sì con il capo, intendendo con questo che io sarei rientrato, lei no.Mi sono coricato non troppo convinto di aver fatto bene a lasciare libero il campo, ma tant’è, ho pensato, tra.