Look at me. Do I seem like a typical teenager to you?"He stared for a moment, his face showing the first signs of confusion, his mouth open to make a ...eply. Finally he said, "No. You don't." Come over to my house," I offered again. "Talk to me like one adult talks to another. You're not afraid to do that, are you? You're not afraid that you might be wrong?" Afraid?" he asked. "Boy, there is absolutely nothing about you that can scare me." Then prove it," I challenged. "Come over to my house.. Mica complied though, and began pushing his big dick in, stretching my little hole. Once all the way in he slapped my ass again and told me relax a little, youre tighter than usual. It feels good, but I dont want to hurt you. Im glad he was being Considerate and took his advice. I calmed down, and took some breathes. He must have felt my ease because he started steadily pumping in and out. I took him in happily now and began moaning as he hit that sweet spot over and over again. Grabbing a. ?For moments that lengthened the only sound was of labored breathing. Ross couldn’t tell if it was her’s or his.?Do you remember how hard my cock got just before it spurted its load deep in your ass??Now it was obvious that at least some of the labored breathing was Carol’s. ?Yes.?But she doesn’t even like anal, thought Ross, who was completely unprepared for what came next.?Do you remember how full your cunt felt with my fist???Y..yes.??How you screamed when it went it???Yes.??And how you. Rarely at some family gatherings or at social events, we used to meet and have a small talk about life, work, and other such things. But every time I had an opportunity to talk to her, I used to scan her completely from top to bottom and enjoy the sight of a beauty. May be her bust was about 34 with a waist of 30 and a lovely ass of say 36. She was a mouth-watering master piece. Every time we met, she always made a point to enquire about my marriage and was very eager to know when am I getting.