I watched as it slowly stretched her the lips and walls and went deeper inside her than anything or anyone has ever been. Her eyes roll back in her he...d when I stuffed all 8 1/2 inches thick cock inside of her. She was letting out squeals of pleasure like I have never heard out of her. She stuck the pillow in her face at one point to stop her from screaming she didn’t wanna wake everybody else in the house up. She caught me taking a picture and told me to delete it because she did not want any. ”“Our kids?” Tasha asked with a silly smile.“Yes,” I said soberly. “Our kids. Your kids and my kids.”“Ha ha,” she replied flatly. “Very funny.”“I was just responding to that silly smile of yours! I knew what you were thinking!”“Perhaps,” she replied impishly.We finished our breakfast then decided to go for a drive in the rolling hills east of McKinley. We returned in time for lunch with Angie. After lunch, because we couldn’t go to my room, we hung out in the student union, where we drank. ”“Come on,” he started to beg, “after all you were sucking on it and this is just another hole.” Danny was good; he could usually talk anybody into anything.“Yeah but…”“Come on, it must be alright look at all these guys doing it.” He pointed to the magazines. Just then I felt his hand on my cock…not stroking it but just fondling it, rubbing his hand all around it…more like it was a pussy he was playing with. Then he leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek, “I AM your best friend, right?” I. One day on this visit was the most amazing day of love and sexuality I have ever experienced. The three of us had breakfast together at a local hotel, and then went to Pam and John’s home. Pam, John, and I do have one problem with sex. That is that we usually have so much stuff to talk about – art, life, politics, and you name it – that suddenly hours have passed and we have not gotten to making love. This day started much the same, but gradually the conversation turned to John’s amazing balls.