I started pumping my cock in her wet and warm pussy slowly in long strokes. I looked at her face and found her eyes on me a smile on her face. I asked...did you cum. “Not yet”, she said. So I put my mouth on her lips and started sucking her lips and started moving my cock in and out of her pussy.Ecstasy was unbearable so after some time I felt like exploding so I whispered in her ear “ I cannot hold it any longer please cum with me”. I was not able to control the pumping of my cock in her pussy. It still wasrather incredible what stared back at me.=-="Wow... strong things. I couldn't tell you were we are." We're safe. Don't worry." Ooookay... hehehehehe..." So you know... your dreams are pretty obvious. She leftyou. She hurt you. Your only dream was not to be hurt. Youwanted to be happy. You've thought since you were a childthat girls didn't get hurt, and were always happy." Oh yaaahhh... girls got it easy... if it, it didn't, itdidn't involve slicing off my dick, ya know I've be one.". All he knew is that it had to happen soon. That when Donnie came into the picture... literally.. It all started innocently enough as Donnie was Taylor's neighbor who lived three houses up. Donnie and him would do everything together from build club houses to smoke a little weed here and there for a good laugh. Taylor would always wear panties when smoking as it made him feel more feminine. Especially when Donnie was around.. One day Taylor was at Donnies house packing the bowl. He ordered, "I want this meat in your throat, bitch!"I figured there was no way. It was physically impossible. Besides, Sherry had tried on my meager seven inch dick and had always gagged and choked. Regardless, my wife kept trying to get more of that huge thing in her mouth.After trying different angles and positions, I noticed that less of Hose's dick was visible and that Sherry had managed to get two more inches in. Hose would withdraw, then push back in. Each time Hose pushed in a bulge.