I estimated it to be around five inches which was about the size of my fully erect ex-boyfriend of four years. I looked up at him, grabbed his cock w...th my left hand, and brought my mouth to meet it. I put on quite a show if I do say so myself. My beautiful tits hanging out, my platinum blond hair being held up by one of his hands. It helped that he was keeping the hair out of my face but I knew he was doing that so he could get a better view of my mouth working on his now eight-inch hard. Cindy had cancelled their afternoon date, saying that she wanted to go shopping with some of her girlfriends instead. Seeing that his birthday was less than a week off, Michael assumed she wanted to shop for a gift for him and said he understood.Stopping by his Aunt's business office, he learned that she had left early for the day, saying she had some work to get done at home. Michael was surprised that Karyn hadn't mentioned it to him at breakfast, then figured that it must've been something. But she was eighteen. A woman now. Part of me wondered if I should wake her up. Another part of me just wanted to go to sleep. If she did wake up, she would be too horny not to fuck, consumed by hyper-ovulation, driven to have sex with me like every woman in the world was when they first met me.She mewled and shifted. Her eyes opened. “Madam ... president... ?”I sighed. Guess I had to be up a little longer. “Yeah, you can call me Becky, sweetie. Didn’t Bethany say you could go home?”“She did,”. She kind of dragged me off behind the gym where there was an alcove and some scrubby bushes, hugged me and rubbed her luscious body on me as she worked on my belt and said, "I'm your reward, Billy. Three scores gets you three girls, understand. Juney tomorrow and little Julia on Sunday. You be nice to her, real nice. She might be cherry." By then she had my pants open and falling to my ankles and her hand on my swelling cock, the first person other than me to touch the big thing.She backed off.