Thinking bugger that was good, only seconds later to feel his cock push against my opening, He was gentle, slowly easing his cock in deeper, the large...head taking some time to entre my tight butt, inch by inch he went in, then when he slapped his balls against my arse I knew he was home, his speed built up quick, Ginger, I could just see playing with his balls behind her head, still licking my clit, as I had a few more orgasms, he was good,, fucking me for some time, changing speed and thyme. As I turned around and went to kneel on the bed, Chris turned me around and laid me on my back. I watched him squirt lube on his enormous cock, now standing at attention as he stroked it. He shoved a greasy finger in my already stretched asshole and put my legs over his shoulders and slowly put his throbbing head in my anus.“How does that feel?” Chris whispered. “Nice,” I cooed, “give me more.” And Chris slid his monster in slowly and I said “ooh, stop.” Chris started to fuck me slowly, in and. It turned out that he rode the same bus as I. He had invited me over to his house after school so that he could show me round town. We got off the bus and walked up the alley, entered his back yard and then straight into the house.There, standing in the kitchen was Jean, his mom. I had a large lump in my throat and had trouble saying hi. My God what luck. Sam and I became very good friends over the course of the next few years, spent time at each other’s homes and camping on the weekend with. I pulled her closer and stuck one of them in my mouth. And reached around fingering her ass. She asked if I would eat her pussy I said of course, she straddled my head and fucked my mouth, while her husband continued to do the same. She had a freshly shaved pussy with a large set of lips my favorite. And got into a rhythm with my tongue in her hole. She then moved away and started kissing me putting her tongue in my mouth, and told me how hot it made her watching her husband suck cock, she.