. then I heard Carol laugh softly and she said,"Darling I think I know what you are imagining, Charley fucking me, and Mortimer is casting his vote lo...dly."I opened my eyes as Carol wrapped her fingers around my rigid throbbing cock. I kissed her long and tender and it slowly turned into a heated dual of tongues. Slowly Carol fell over on her back and pulled my cock into her wet pussy. It was the slowest gentlest fuck we had ever experienced. It was slow and loving and tender and I knew I would. Her facial features changing slightly as each rock of her hips explored every sensation. I hadn't realized it but I was rubbing my own clit to match her rocking motion. My own orgasmic wave building as I watched my boyfriend being fucked by someone else. Someone I had control over.Her pace quickened as I could hear her breathing pick up. The arousal of being controlled working on her as she approached orgasm. She let her head tilt down for a second."Look at me as you come. I want to see. ”I stopped rubbing Opal Anne’s back and leaned back a little.“Your daddy was your first?”“Yes. When I was thirteen, I was sneaking a look at my mama and daddy, when my mama saw me. She brought me into the bed with them and had my daddy take me. He was strong and gentle and loving. And really big.”“Opal Anne, maybe that’s why you became a whore.”“I don’t think so. I mean it’s not like after the one time with my daddy that I went out looking for every cock I could find. I wasn’t with another man. He was amazed at the size of his breasts -they were two sacks of loose skin with very large faint areolae. Heslid a palm under one breast and lifted it up, immediately feeling thecold air as the moist sweaty skin under his breast was exposed. Therewas still a faint red mark from an underwire bra he must have beenwearing the night before, and he felt soreness deep underneath hisboobs where they joined his torso. Pinching both his nipples hard, heheld his two boobs up and marvelled at them - they.