Well, this was it. I was lost in her eyes, completely lost in our conversation and if my wife had walked in at that time, I would have smiled and idio...ically introduced them to each other. I got up to visit the men’s room and upon return, I ordered another bottle of the same wine. The manager came and introduced himself, asking if we would like more privacy. I declined again. Boy, was that wine good. Time was passing by quickly and we were having a blast. Alicia told me she had bought a new. Carly’s cries became more high-pitched and he could feel the muscles in her hips tensing beneath his fingertips. At the same time her pussy began to strangle his cock and not release. Harder, and harder he moved against her, his cock ramming into the back of her pussy making her cry out even louder. The cries turned into screams and the constant friction against his cock became almost too much. His breathing was fast and shallow, his ass was tight and he was gripping Carly’s hips anchoring. I smiled and said yes. He was really hard now and he looked to be almost 8" and since she was limp he had to work her legs and get his cock in. So I stood behind the chair (great view by the way) and held her legs back and spread so he had easy access to her pussy. He went down on her for a few then came up and aimed the tip of his cock to her pussy. He rubbed the tip for a second then slid in her, just an inch or two at first. She started to moan, then he pushed his whole cock in her. She. I noticed that in the midst of him picking me up, his dick had fallen through the hole of his boxers. His dick was soft, but still as thick as his sons and about seven inches long. That meant that his dick was probably the biggest dick I've seen to date. I can only image how big it gets once he is fully erect. "Oops my little man popped out. Back in the cave," joked Uncle Paul. Oh God, I hope he didn't catch me staring too hard, I thought to myself. * Uncle Paul picked me back up and held me.