Anita pointed to my stiffness with the riding crop. “Best get those trousers off now, boy,” she commanded. “Boxers too so we can see the size o... your cock. It better be fucking huge. And undo your shirt buttons fully, but keep your shirt on. I don’t want you catching a chill.” Anita grinned. “I bet you have quite some body under there.” As I started to undo my fly, Anita stepped over to Samantha, raised the crop high, and brought it down, a stinging blow across the blonde girl’s proffered. We ordered in then dropped ourselves into a couple of very comfortable armchairs opposite each other. I couldn’t be sure in the dim light but I was sure I glimpsed a bare crotch as she sat down. Thus I was alerted and kept a close eye on any movement. Sure enough as she wiggled around in the chair reaching for more wine, her legs spread enough to confirm my suspicions and she failed to close them. What’s an old boy to do I considered. We’d certainly become friendly enough I thought for me to. Jenny and I met on day one of the school year, just one week earlier. I was a senior and she was a sophomore. She had invited me back to her place. It was a fucking dump. An old trailer that had seen better days. It had one bedroom, one bath, a tiny living room with a small couch and a kitchen. The bedroom had clothes thrown all over and the bed was unmade. There were boxes of junk everywhere. The TV looked like it was built in the 80s. CRT, man, ancient. Her mom was home so I couldn't expect. I opened my mouth but looked up at him as took his cock all the way to back of my mouth. As my lips tightened on his manhood I realized that he had to be over ten inches and he was nice and thick. I let his cock slowly slide back out until my lips could feel his massive cock head. My tongue swirled on his head as I again looked up to see him in absolute ecstasy. I then began to slowly work his cock with my mouth. I could feel my spit dripping down my chin."How does that feel?" I asked as I.