It wasn't the phallic shape that aroused my interest, but the shear bulk of the package. It looked as if he had rolled up a sock and stuffed it in the...e. In fact, at first, I wondered if that's exactly what he had done. Then I thought, maybe he has huge balls.As I continued to glance (not too obviously, I hope) at him in the mirror, I could see the unmistakable outline of the head of his penis. I speculated whether he might be wearing something under the spandex designed to thrust a man's cock. I scream and grip my headboard tightly as I cum in your mouth. You start to lick me softly, making me jump every time you hit my clit. I moan and move back to straddle you. I hold your dick, and aim it towards me. I start to slowly lower myself onto you, moaning as you enter me inch by inch. You grip my hips, and bite your lip. You want to slam me down, and bury yourself inside of my pussy. I smile and continue to go slow until you are fully inside of me.I sit still, shivering at the sensation. After the summer Paula left for college. Jean became more perverted after that. She was always finding different things to put in our pussies. One day while sitting watching TV she ran in real excited pulling me with her to her room. She locked the door and pulled this big squash from under her shirt. It was real long and skinny. I said " you are not going to put that where I think you are?"She replied " your damn right I am and you're going to get it too."I said " that's a dirty piece of. ‘Go and sit in the living room, and I’ll fix something for you… it’s no trouble honest!’ she hurried to say as he opened his mouth as though to argue the need. His shoulders sagged wearily. ‘That’s very kind of you… thank you Miranda.’ He could hear her moving around in her kitchen, and Marcus sat on the sofa and let his head rest back, and his eyes close for a little while. He’d missed Miranda today, after spending so much time with her recently and the way she had been, when he’d first heard.