I am about 6.5 inches so he had to be nine inches. As she tongued his cock and kissed it, she looked at me and said, “you know how hot this will be ...hen I feel him inside me, don’t you? You know how much I love to be stretched and filled!” And I knew. She loves that aspect – is enamored with it! A lot of women don’t care about size, I know, but she loves it! She loves the feel of her large dildo inside her, but it’s not the same as a real man! Now, she had her real man! She motioned me back to. This was a place I thought was full of love and comfort with someone who loved me and I loved in return. Then two weeks ago, it all came crashing down around me. I found out I wasn't loved in return the way in which I loved. It was not a haven from all my troubles; it became a place where trouble resided along side of betrayal, deceit, and lies. Man I am getting way too maudlin; I need something to blast me out of this funk I am sinking into. Where can I find solace now? Where is my haven?. When he paused with his long hard cock all the way inside, she trembled and waiting for him to finish with the anticipated flood of creamy cum into her vibrating channel. She couldn't wait any longer and went into a series of quaking orgasms that threatened to bring them both down to the dirty floor. Brett steadied his groin on her bouncing bottom and gave her the final thrust that spurred him into shooting his entire load deep inside her. She could not muffle her cry of sheer joy as it all. She put a foot on the nearby bed. Then she spread those “pretty pussy lips” open with her fingers, watching it on the screen.“Like a flower opening up,” Henry whispered with a chuckle.She chuckled, too, but started panting. She circled her clitoris with one hand, fucked herself with the other. She was trembling as a few nasal groans escaped her mouth.“Your tongue…” she moaned.“Yeah?” he said, breathing hard as he began stroking himself again harder.“Your tongue…,” she flicked her clitoris.