She held my penis with three fingers and thumb on the shaft, while her pinky flared out down by the base, like one would hold a glass of fine wine. Sh... is utterly classy even when it comes to oral pleasure. With her other hand, she brushed her flowing hair away from her face. She leaned in and softly licked the tip of my penis and then worked her tongue all the way to the bottom of my testicules. Licking for some time around them, she proceeded to lift them and lapped her tongue under the base. Once the fingers are out I feel the head pressing against my poor little punished hole and you are leaning right over me. The pressure increases and I feel my self stretching to accommodate you. Just when I think I can stretch no more I feel a sharp tearing pain and the tip is inside me. My tears flow readily and I beg you to go no further. Laughing you redouble your effort and push even harder. The pain increases as I am unable to relax sufficiently to allow your easy passage inside. Undaunted. I decided on a set of pink pants with the matching pink top, with nothing underneath. The pants slide up with some difficulty, almost too tight for my muscled legs and ass. As usual, I take time to appreciate myself in the mirror, breasts still shining wetly in the light, every detail of my legs visible under the thin material 'covering' them. I watch my reflection as I put the sports bra over my head, and bring it down over my chest. It barely covers my large mounds, nipples almost visible. "I wore all white for you." As the sleepiness cleared from my head, I realized what was about to happen. No question Sandy was super hot and her hand was quickly getting my cock to full attention. I hadn't had any in several weeks, so the thought of fucking her was overruling my common sense."Hey, what are you doing down there? I mean... Are you sure this is a good idea? Geez, what if Ray hears us?" I half-halfheartedly offered. "Ray is sound asleep. He won't have a clue about what's going on.