And here she was.“So, Melissa, first of all, are you comfortable with this sound gear that you see around us?”“Yeah, are you comfortable with al... my sexual gear in front of you?” She smiled and winked back at me with a slight twitch of her head.Melissa was sharp, confident and she was dressed to kill; totally unlike Emma that I interviewed a few weeks previous. I couldn’t help but stare at her long legs as they extruded elegantly from her short skirt, and I wondered whether she was wearing a. It feels heavy as it hangs between my legs, but it’s a good, powerful weight. It’s real big and thick and rubbery; I’ve had it inside me (I used to do it and make him watch) and it’s no easy feat to accommodate that thing.But he loves it, so after I’ve got it good and lubed up with the slipperiest shit we could find, I slip it in his ass real slow. You gotta do it slow or it hurts. That’s what he says, anyway, because I refuse to put anything in my ass. I’m not that kind of girl.Real slow, inch. If you’re lucky I might let you cum” she moved her hand slowly down, pulling back my foreskin all the way. A drop of precum formed on the tip. She bent her head down slowly, stuck out her tongue and carefully licked the small drop. She moved her hand up and a larger drop formed, this one was also tasted and a smile told me she appreciated the sweetness of it. She stopped, released my cock and stood up. Next she climbed onto the bed in between my legs on her knees. On the side was a bottle of. I asked him if we could do something different than yesterday. He asked me what it was and I said "I saw a pixture of a man putting something inside another man. He giggled and said it was called fucking. It looked pretty nice so I asked if we could do it. He told me it was going to hurt but I didn't care at that point. He told me he needed his dick wet in order to put it in my but. Without any hesiation I suckex on his 8 inch dick. He than told me how we were going to fuck.He told me get.