I am a big guy, 6’1′ and about 230 pounds a lot of men tend to be intimidated just by my size, and when they find out I am not a dumb jock it gets...even worse but I am usually very easy going and very quiet until I get to know people, I get along better with women than most men even though never dated in high school, I started working in the woods with my father just before my 12th birthday and brother started working with us shortly after me, he wanted to make money too, a big 25 cents an hour. She started kissing my chest and went down till my pant. She undid my pants button and pulled it down. She was rubbing my dick over my underwear. She said, bhai, it feels so big.. She pulled my underwear off and started giving me a hand job. I requested her for a blow job but she denied at first and then after many requests she agreed. She put my hard cock in her mouth and believes me everyone i was in cloud 9. I grabbed her hair and started pushing my dick down her throat. She sucked for 15min. I still was not sure what I was going to do, but I knew I had a serious case of the hots for my son. Several days later Howard, John, and I went to Boston to look at colleges even though he is only a junior. (He's a year older than most kids in his class because when he was 5, I couldn't bear letting him go to kindergarten, so I kept him back a year.)I persuaded Harold to stay over Thursday night. When we got back to the hotel, I wanted to change. I had worn borderline slut clothes in case I. Still the pressure continued as more and more of the log was red into her overstuffed fuck tunnel. She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, waiting for the feeling of blood gushing from her crotch.Then the thing jammed even deeper, seeming to push right up into her stomach. She almost threw up, gagging as the thing forced it's way up the length of her body. She wondered, dazedly, if it would actually go up through her chest and into her brain.But it moved no further. It held within her,.