He sat on my roommate's bed (sorry girl!) and I sat next to him. He’s like, so what’s this about my shoe size. So I point blank told him my theory... He laughed and I told him to prove me wrong. At this point my heart was racing, and I’m thinking to myself, ohhh yeh! He unbuckles, pulls his pants down, and I just stare. I looked at him and then eye it up and down. It was beautiful! Long, thick, and growing in size.He looked at me and said that I could touch it, I was nervous. I grabbed onto it. He knew she always left the shower in nothing but a towel which of course meant that it would come off as soon as she entered her bedroom. Maybe he could sneak in and hide…or set up his phone and record her! Kyle forced his eyes shut and rubbed his head. “What am I thinking…” he muttered to himself as he went into his own room and shut the door behind him.***************Kyle spent the next few hours shut up in his room. He did not particularly want to come face to face with either his mother or. "You feel so wonderful wrapped around me. You're so hot and tight it just feels awesome." If I had known it would be this good, aside from the initial pain, I would have done this a lot sooner," she answered.We kissed hard as I continued to increase the speed. I also occasionally stopped when fully inside her to press my pubes against hers, trying to rub her clit. I leaned down to suck on her nipples, but arching my back like that made it harder to control my thrusts, so I stopped. Instead, I. Then one Wednesday night she came home and practically drug me into the bedroom. As soon as she pushed her pussy down into my face and I tasted her I knew something was different. She tasted salty and I knew what that meant. My bride had been fucked by some one else! The biggest surprise was that I liked the taste of her pussy with that salty flavor and that I didn't feel anger at her betrayal. I got to thinking back on all the other Wednesdays when she'd come home and pushed her pussy in my.