” I promised.I left the home and drove back to Ashley’s, she was not home from school yet. I was able to arrange a flight back home the following ...ay, we would depart at three fifteen in the afternoon. I called my grandfather immediately and told him to be ready for around noon, that I would pick him up then. I then mentioned perhaps, he should call my mother and tell her what was going on. He seemed reluctant, but after some debate, he agreed he would do just that. I hung up the phone, turned. I’m too tight for him to get in so he slides one soapy finger around the entrance, massaging his way in until the tip of his finger wiggles in. He kisses and nibbles my neck and shoulders as I gasp his name. He continues working me with his finger until I can feel my pussy dripping onto the shower floor and my body starts tightening into an orgasmic spiral. Before I’m ready to burst, he pulls his finger out of me and continues his movement with more soap, skipping my drenched pussy, washing. I never wear make up. The most I wear is eye liner. Working with horses all the time, theres just no need in a lot of make up. First she wet my hair, towel dried it then used a flat iron to straighten my long curly black hair. A first for me. With a little styling she was done. Then the make up. My eyes, lips and cheeks. After about thirty minutes she was done. "Ok, time for the big revel" Amanda said. They turned me around to face to mirror. I took one look and my mouth dropped open. I was. How deep I had no idea. It felt like it was up in my gut, way past where any human cock can go. How could I ever be satisfied with my husbands cock? Had he ruined me forever with his huge cock? We were both panting when I felt him start to shoot deep inside me. He was filling his bitch up with his potent seed. It was hot and there was a lot. My pussy was vacuum sealed around his cock so nothing was escaping. After a few minutes he acted like he wanted to get off me. He started to back up and it.