"I'm just imagining you in a bikini." Well, now imagine me in even less," she said. "Because that's what you're going to see." You mean..." Exactly. B...t to make it fair, you're going to have to do the same."Greg considered. He hadn't been skinny dipping since ... now that he thought of it, he had never been skinny dipping. The closest he had ever come was sitting naked with Allison in the hot tub back home. He wasn't sure if he liked the idea of being exposed to the world like that; there was. I prayed for help. I went to confession (for the last time). The new parish priest, no more than 30, asking me all sorts of questions about what I'd done, where I'd touched him, where he'd touched me. But it was no use....talking about sex in the darkness and privacy of the confessional only arousing my desire still more. I now hungered for sex and the feeling of freedom and liberation it gave me. Now, just two months later, wherever I go the urge to have sex seems to dominate my thoughts. Even. She was wearing yoga pants (that I could never figure out how she squeeze her giant ass cheeks in) and a light blue tank top with no bra. Samantha told me her moms boobs were 42L and by the way her tank top squeezed them I believed it!! I kept asking her to get me beers so I could see her Huge boobs Bounce and sway around when she got off the couch and I would Stare at her huge booty quake when she was walking!! I sartrd getting a hard on but there was no way ms Trisha could notice!-jake u. He showed no mercy as he drove his cock straight down my hole until I felt his big, hanging balls bouncing off mine. He immediately began pounding in and out, as he roughly grabbed my hips and fucked me like a wild a****l. He continued to fuck me for about 10 minutes before I felt his already massive rod thicken and unleash a second load of hot spunk into my now well-lubed asshole. As he pulled his cock from my ass, I felt a cold draft blow up my now empty gaping hole. "Come around to this side.