I wonder what it will feel like to touch. I picture myself stroking up and down its long length, and then perhaps tasting its succulent tip with my to...gue. Then I imagine myself being fucked by it, provided I can even be fucked by it. It's mushroom head looks to be nearly the size of my fist. I can't imagine being able to accept a thing of such enormous dimensions."I hope you like my outfit," You interrupt my pleasant fantasy with another. "I certainly like yours. The top is very sexy, but the. She must have told Bret which dining hall she used, and she knew that they had compared class schedules so that he could guess the time.Bret was waiting for her when she got to the dining hall. He followed her through the line and paid for them both. She’d never spent a penny in Bret’s company.He followed her to the table, and she introduced him to Sharon and Candace.“Is it ever Candy?” he asked.“Not twice.”“That’s ‘cause people who call her ‘Candy’ don’t live long enough to repeat their. After dinner he decided to take Kippers for a walk around the block a few times rather than just letting him into the yard. Perhaps he would get a glimpse of the new neighbors if they had arrived yet. As he walked out his door he could see that they had indeed arrived. The moving truck had left, and a glossy black convertible Mustang was parked in the drive. Its backseat was piled with boxes and baskets but no one was around outside. In the street was a beat up looking blue Fiesta that was. Bree recovered and got on her knees behind dad playing with his balls as he continued his assault on my pussy. I could feel her fingers massaging his balls as he penetrated me. The anticipation of it all had me so excited I knew I was ready to cum. Harder and harder he fucked me as my tits continued to swing. He grabbed my hips pull me back on his big cock as if he thought he could go deeper. I could feel my pussy contracting with each stroke. "I'm cumming, don't stop."I felt the wave roll.