I could feel the size of it and he held it there. He whispered "are you okay?" and I moaned back "yes!" as he left his cock in me to get me used to it...and molded to his big cock. After a few minutes he began to slowly pull back then push into me again very slowly. He knew exactly what he was doing with his big tool. I moaned and breathed as I felt him continue to spread my hole. He noticed once I was able to relax my body, and put my feet back on the ground. That's when he began to really make. ." Wasn't going to happen yet, my turn to tease a little. With my hand on his shaft I stopped stroking, holding still, and started kissing the insides of his thighs. Working my way up into the boxers and back down. Then up to the tip of his penis to give it a little bite, still holding his shaft. "C'mon baby…" Damn it. I wasn't any more patient than him. I pulled the boxers off. His penis was large and veined and curved a little bit up and to the right. He wasn't cut but his foreskin was pulled. Her yellow tank top revealed a set of breasts that appeared disproportionally large for her petite frame. Her tear drop ass stretched her jeans to the limit. Up close, she appeared older than the average girl on campus. I remembered her being a whole lot younger the few times I had seen her from afar in the past. At the time, she was in her mid to late twenties. She had a mature yet girlish aura; sort of like that “older woman” type but not that old. “So you play soccer?” she asked as she. It bounced around in the air for a second and then came to rest in its erect position.“Five… four…”I looked up at my sister, who was eyeing my dick with great curiosity. The feeling seemed to leave her quite suddenly and she shook her head.“No. Are you crazy? What if Mom and Da-…No! Just no!”I didn’t respond but rather walked over and grabbed her right tit through her thin, cotton top. She tried to force my hand off of her chest, but eventually gave in as I worked the soft flesh and gently.