He unzipped and what fell out was as thick as my arm. He actually had to dig low in his pants to pull the rest of it out. It dropped to the seat with ... thud. For once, I was actually afraid for her. He didn't push inside of her, he started walking forward. She looked around his massive frame, caught my eye and winked. When he had fully buried his cock in her, she raised her legs to her chest as if to ask for more. Mr Big and I both were amazed! He grunted to me, “Block that door. This bitch has. ” Kelly said he wouldn’t need them. Jason said “Good. So you are on the pill?” Kelly looked at Jason and gave me a wink and said “Well, how do I tell you this? Uhhhmmm... Yes! I am.” If you want to know the inside joke of why she said it just that way, you’ll have to read my previous stories!Kelly climbed to the center of the bed and was laying on her back. Her boobs are so soft and solid, and yet, they never seem to shift when she lays down. She takes great pride in waxing. And tired. I found myself quite often alone with my new female friend talking about personal current passions, and issues. Following each other to and from the rest room as girls do. Then rejoining with the guys for more relaxed discussions drowned out by smoke and bass thumps. I started to notice constant contact between me and her as the night went on. When we'd stand shed come over and wrap her arms around my neck, burying her cheek into mine, kissing it before making a comment about our tits pressing. But, you can’t see anything except for the gorgeous view out the back window. You feel just the heat from my warm hands as they drift past your waist to your tight white lycra shirt that emphasizes your gorgeous sweet bosom and now erect and protruding nipples. But I touch none of them…I merely graze the barest top of your abdomen as I take the material in my finger tips and begin slowly raising it up…and slowly, taking a full minute as I let you feel the warmth of my fingertips slowly excite.