............'Michael smiled, he didn't need to be asked twice. He slipped down his sweats and released his massive black cock. It sprang straight up, ...hick, long and hard. Cris crossed with veins and dripping a stream of pre-cum. He was even bigger than I remember. Michael was some kind of freak of nature. No other man could be hung as big as him. He reached down and began to stroke it. Smearing pre-cum from the tip of his head along his shaft all the way down to his balls. HIS BALLS! How did I. There was fierce resistance at first just to take the very tip of my cock into her tiny tight virginal pussy, but when I finally popped inside her I was overcome with emotion. This was my girl, I was inside my girl.Her tits were shaking and vibrating on top of me as I saw the tears form in her eyes, her breathing became erratic. She had just the head of my cock inside her and she froze there, trying to adjust to my size, she was making minuscule movements, trying to force herself onto me."Oh. It all started well.Forehead, eyes, nose, mouth teeth and neck.They were touching their own and relating to my explanations about organal structure.Then came the toughest part. I was asked to explain about Breasts.I told breasts are unique for woman and secretes milk for young mammals.Pause said Dave. Miss Joe we have never touched breasts we dont know its structure.Rest of the class second it.John told me to allow him to touch my breasts. Rest of the class wanted it too. I refused at the. It was played on the palace grounds and used slave girls as the red, yellow blue and green pawns. You need 2 dice. Five has a special value. Sandra knew that sucking the handsome hipster’s loin puppet wouldn’t be like having seven dollars and thirty eight cents in her pocket. She knew it wouldn’t be like opening a tin of sardines. She knew it wouldn’t be like bowling with a 12 pound red pearl rough buffed Brunswick Total Inferno bowling ball. She knew it wouldn’t be like shopping for a fondue.