"Oh yeah, Mr. Miller," I wailed. "Pound my cunt. Do me harder!"It turned him on when I called him "Mister Miller", which was good because I didn't act...ally know his first name. Jim or Bob or Tony or something.He was riding me missionary style on Hailey's bed, with my knees pulled up over his shoulders. At that angle, his rod strained my vagina, and every thrust felt like it'd burst right through me."I'm gonna cum in you, whore," he snarled, his facing flushing red. "I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna. It's not like I had an aversion to sex with younger guys - as long as they're legal. At eighteen, Kyle was certainly legal. He wasn't the youngest guy I ever fucked though. Last summer, I ended up fucking the young man who cuts our lawn. He told me he was eighteen, but it turned out he was sixteen. He was great and had a big enough cock to get the job done, but it was a one-time thing. I had been dating a pro football player who was 24 at the time. Now, he was a big boy. He had about 8 1/2. "Suc... suck me," he whispered. Allison smiled and said, "Tell me more. Use nasty words." "Oh God Mom, suck my cock." "Mmmmm," Allison moaned and scooted forward. She held his penis in her fist and looked at it. "It's longer than Jason's," she whispered to herself. Then she pulled the head down and began to lick it. "Oh God Mom... I can't hold... oh Jesus," Chris gasped. Allison grabbed the base of his penis and squeezed hard. She held it tight until the throbbing stopped. Chris sighed and. “You’re beds pretty small too. How do you time someone spread eagle when they’re bigger than your bed?” I rolled my eyes, aware my nipples had gone hard the moment I’d looked at Jamey in scrubs and my panties got wet at the thought of a sponge bath by him. “You got quite the selection of toys too.” I could feel the heat radiating off my cheeks. I wasn’t shy about sex around them, they weren’t around me. We had even fooled around a few times in college; I knew they were bisexual but completely.