Her feet encased in a dark colored open toe heals was pointing me to a hard on. I do not want to discuss the vital statistics etc as these are better ...eft for our imagination. We were sipping on hot coffee and the discussion turned personal. We were talking about our personal life, marriage, family, etc. I learnt that her husband is working in the US as a research scientist for a software giant in the bay area of Silicon Valley. She was more or less alone in the house as she wanted to chase her. I wanted to please my master and have him reward me with a load of delicious cum from his large balls. I managed to get just about all of that fat cock down my throat. My eyes were tearing as I held him deep in my throat. As I eased him back out his thick dick was covered with spit and mucus from my mouth. I wrapped my fist around his hard weapon and stroked it as I sucked on the head, the foreskin rolling back and forth. I could feel it getting harder and twitching in my mouth and I knew it. Then she opened the door to the stall and the two girls advanced on their prey.“Don’t you dare!” screamed Faith. “Don’t you touch me!” She backed away from her cousins but soon hit the wall and could escape no further. She was trapped and they kept advancing. Seeing that the door was still open and she had no other choices, she lunged forward. She figured that if she surprised them, she might be able to get out of the stall and escape, although she saw that as highly unlikely. But she had to. I had used 3 fingers in there before, but I am a bit girthy down there, though only 6 inches long. She was always so wet that we had plenty of lubrication.We shifted a little and it started to go in, but it was way too tight. As I pushed harder she would scoot back in pain and then apologize and we would try again. She was set on being on the bottom for her first time, but she kept scooting away from me and I was getting frustrated. I got my cock’s head in and that was as far as I could go..