It started to hurt. “Jessica, that’s hurting. It needs lube”. “What do you mean?” she asked. “I mean it has to be slick. When I jack off, ... usually use my own spit so that it doesn’t get chafed.” “Oh.” she said. “Well I can fix that”. She moved her head over my cock and started to let spit drop from her mouth onto the tip of my head. “Is that enough?” she asked. “Make sure to get it all over. It has to be real slick, sis.” I told her. She got enough spit from her mouth to coat my entire. Fat cock in my ass. Penetrating me.A little further in and he took his hand away. he was into me now and he kept up a steady pressure as more and more of his enormous meat impaled my ass.He took hold of my ankles and put them onto his shoulders. With my hands free I reached up and locked my fingers around the back of his neck. Pulling him down onto me and causing more of his cock to go up my bottom. He lowered himself further and further. Finally his whole cock was inside me and his face was. For a brief moment, I came to love that stranger who asked for nothing and yet took everything. He became no one and everyone, I`d met him in a crowd and would lose him in a flat with flaking paint on its old walls. What is gained in public should be lost in privacy, it is less pathetic that way.It was then the phone rang, yes, he was arriving soon, no, he hadn`t forgotten their anniversary, how could he, he always remembered, yes, of course, he had missed her and the children, he loved them.I. She was anything but the person that she seemed to be when Fred was home. His presence seemed to create a set of rigid rules, which because of the time they had been together, Susan adopted immediately when he returned. Fred was friendly, but there seemed to be a barrier there that was impenetrable to me, and I wondered if it was also as difficult for Susan. Still, they seemed content enough, though from my young age I had little real idea how people of their age would behave together with a.