I began to pull myself out of her when suddenly Catherine moaned again, an unintelligible, guttural gasp at the feeling of having something inside of ...er. I again paused but after she stopped her moan, I continued to retract my dick. As I withdrew from her all but completely, leaving just the tip inside, I entered her again. Only to my surprise, I found her box had warmed up and was now quite wet around my cock: whatever that moan had been about, it was obviously turning her on.Getting a good. But nothing like this; that bastard kid filled her tight pussy with so much cock the outline could be seen through her firm belly.She had never been fucked by such an immense cock; her nerves were on fire, sending impulses throughout her entire body. Her clit was so sensitive a feather could bring her off. This wasn't a feather; this was veined cock whose foreskin was rough and unforgiving.The fat cock was larger than anything she ever felt, it wasn't throbbing inside her, it was pounding, like. She shivered and trembled for a moment before restoring control (barely). He moved up close without sparing a moment, practically catching her off guard. He stepped right over to her putting his hand on her shoulder and guiding her towards the yard as if they had been through this "dance" a thousand times before. His hand felt natural on the back of her shoulder, unassuming, lightly poised, a slight tremble of his own giving something away he may not have wanted to at this stage. As they stood. His vast hunk of meat twitching in hot anticipation for the show which was about to begin, he quickly lowered the bedspread, motioning for the two females to hop on the mattress. "Seein' I brought you two together," he said with a lecherous smile, "I'm sure you won't mind if I watch." He laughed, pulling the boudoir chair up to the side of the bed for a front-row view. "Who knows, I might even learn somethin'!"Feeling apprehensive and self-conscious, Sarah lowered herself onto the bed,.