I put on some bright red lipstick to match my nails. I look in the full-length mirror apart from the erection I have I look very much like a young slu... about to go out and try to get served in pubs. I now need shoes and make my way to my mothers room, why does Debbie have such small feet I am a size 8, mum is a 7 but Debbie is a tiny 4, I know exactly the shoes I need. Black high-heeled open toed with ankle straps. I quickly pick them out and squeeze them on. I rush back to Debbie's room to. The trip back across the Lake was spent discussing bicycles with a Biking Club from Boston. They were on the return leg of a Boston to San Francisco cross country adventure. The legs on those guys ... and girls.We, on this trip anyway, were the youngest 'children' on board and curiosity struck after we had admired the bicyclists tickets for speeding in Montana."On the way to, or from, Butte there is this hill..." the stories all started with that. Eight miles long and steep enough for truck. John's dick is like, four inches WITH a boner." I tried to stifle a laugh. "He can't satisfy me anymore. Once in a while, he'll almost get me to climax, and I'm about to cum... but... well let's just say he finishs early..." She trailed off and started sobbing again. "Hey, listen..." I took a seat beside her on the sofa. "I understand that you really love John... but a realationship is fifty percent physical, and if the sex isn't working out... then the realationship won't work out." She. "You like that, don't you?" He asks teasingly. I only moan in return when he puts two fingers in. Feeling that I'm ready, he pulls his fingers out and puts his head in my hole. "I'll go slow." He said soothingly. I nod and bite my arm, moaning. He starts pushing in all the way, building the pleasure in me. " F-faster!" I moan out. He starts speeding up, hitting my prostate each time. "Damn Bailey! You got a tight ass." He grunts out, speeding up like a mad man. I scream in pleasure when his.