"My sister told me one time about a guy she fucked who was built like a ram, probably a lot like you." What'd you think?" Ethan pushed his cock in slo...ly, holding it in one spot and pumping with short, rapid thrusts, then lowering his weight and sliding more into her."I thought how much I wanted a man like that." She felt his warm belly on hers and the firm, round globes of his fat balls pressing against the cheeks of her ass, and she opened her eyes. "Have you got it all the way in?"Ethan. To Peter it seemed like a movie special effect come alive. Her voice matched her demeanor: quiet, shy, and sad. But Peter found himself unable to wait to hear more of it. Each feature of hers, Peter tried to store in his memory for all time: her golden hair, pink sensual lips, the slope of her elegant neck leading down to — ‘A Sam and do you have anything to eat here?’ said the man across from her, breaking Peter’s concentration. ‘Uh, chips, nachos, and – if you’re a cheapskate – the peanuts. Anyway, my car is acting funny. The temp gauge is way high." She sat down on the couch. I started to stiffen a little. "Is it okay if I hang out here for a little while and let the car cool off?"My mind went blank. "Uhhh...yeah...definitely," I stammered. "Yeah I was actually just about to head out in a little while. You want something to drink?" I looked down from behind her. She sat on my couch, her skirt riding up her silky thighs. I wanted to run my tounge up and down them."No thanks," she. She began to slowly bob her head back and forth on his pole, slurping hungrily. The skin of his shaft was coated with her saliva as she made it disappear over and over. ‘Slurp slurp slurp slurp slurp slurp’ she sucked loudly on his cock. She took more and more of his cock each time, her lips almost making it to the base as she felt it hit her throat. John reached down and gently cupped her breast over her shirt, squeezing the soft mound as she gave him fantastic head. He slid his hand further.