Let give this a try." Matt stood up and told me to get up on the coffee table on my hands and knees. "This should give me a straight shot right down y...ur throat." Matt said as he looked down at me. With me in position Matt stood in front of me. His huge cock lined up with my mouth. I open wide and Matt grabbed the sides of my head and slid his cock into my mouth. In this position I had no control as Matt started to push his cock in and out of my mouth. He went a little deeper each time and soon. One night they decided on doing shifts. They figured they all could get some sleep this way. But Angela, being an angel, slept through Chris’s shift and was constantly crying on Mrs. Sanders’s. Chris heard that Anna was crying on her shift because she couldn’t bear the stress anymore, so he got up and took Angela. He said that he was fine, and Anna should go and rest for a while. Anna was grateful but she couldn’t stop the tears so he held them both. Angela seemed to let her mother have some. Fish drove Mom to the store once a week.Anyway, I had my play toy out and was fascinated with the picture. She had read hair, done up in a loose pony tail, you know, sort of tied with a rubber band or something but the hair kind of fluffed out behind her head. It wasn't a full on back shot, kind of a three quarter shot. Her butt was superb. Round and firm, making me fantasize about holding it in my hand. I had no concept of doing anything else other than feeling it in the meat of my hand. She. .. but more importantly, you had a reputation for being really tight. The fact that you had a rep for being tight, well, said a lot about you.You're still in your party garb: a snug grayish-white tank top emblazoned with "DANCE DANCE DANCE" in various shades of pink that hugs your thin, petite frame, a pair of tight short-shorts you made from an old pair of jeans you outgrew. They are so short white fabric of the pockets protrudes from beneath the denim. Had it been any other material but.