They are full, too big for me to take fully into my mouth, but I know I could caress them with my tongue, gently graze you with my teeth and appreciat... your taste. Again and again I gently caressed you, letting my warm breath tease you. Knowing you will be so demanding soon. I can feel my body weeping with the need for your huge cock to hurry and thrust inside of me. To push up deep within, to be thrusting so hard. I just want to push you down on the floor, climb on top of you and ride you so. No, I did it, well, we kind of do things to each other and, honestly, oh, this may sound slutty, but, well, it's something I really like to do."I chuckled and added, "Well, honey, maybe you inherited that from your mother. Now, Bryce, have you two had intercourse?" Oh, no, Mom, no, just ... you know, oral." So there's no worry about pregnancy?" No, Mom, Bryce didn't want to risk getting me pregnant. I mean, we did talk about it, you know, about pulling it out and stuff, but he said no, it was. "Can't eat cheese without wine!" she pronounced and sat opposite him with a similar tray.He thanked her then raised his glass, "And thank you for saving my life." She smiled her response. As they ate they introduced themselves. Everybody called her Blondie, she told him: easy to tell why. They exchanged the minor details of themselves, at first a little hesitantly as with strangers, but becoming more relaxed as they chatted. He enjoyed listening to her voice and watching the firelight. Huge as it was, she'd expected more trouble getting it down. Her now free left hand splayed across her bare belly, feeling the goosebumps that had now spread over her entire naked body. A wash of warmth seemed to pulse through her from that deadly pink orb, though she knew it was nowhere near time for it to detonate. Circling her own navel with gleaming manicured nails, she felt an excited smile spread over her face. This was really it. Her first and final Pop Party. Equally enthusiastic as.