..!” She was so aroused she couldn't stand still.“Ha! YOU are going to loose it?”“Really? You mean you...?”He nodded, and for the first time...she noted that he was sweating slightly.“Oh my... you -sure-...?” she offered again, her vagina cramping so hard it felt her legs were going to give out. She wanted to scream, beg him for his penis... so close...He kissed her once more. She almost reached forward, feeling for the hard long shaft of his penis, but stayed her hand. Not yet...“Oh Lisa I care. " Cheryl said seriously."That sounds like a hell of an idea. Something simple. that people can do themselves. It would probably be a real winner." I suggested. "At least it would, if you kept the blue collar pricing." I added."We are thinking one trip to the bar. A big bowl of soup and one sandwich with whatever you can get on it, for five bucks plus tax." Cheryl suggested."That sounds like a hell of an idea. Well I have to get on over to the mall and walk. Good luck with your idea," I said as. "Oh god you're so big!" She moaned quietly rocking her hips in time with the short little strokes I started to make, working my cock into her a little bit at a time. "Oh god." I mumbled as my head finally reached the end of her sweet tunnel, my body already on overload. I started stroking longer into her now, each stroke slipping out until I was nearly out of her wet pussy before pushing quickly into her again. Each stoke brought a new grunt, squeak, or moan to her lips, and her whole body was. He decided he’d buy three pumpkins. A large, medium and small pumpkin.He bought the pumpkins and drove back to his house. He knew that he had a few hours before anybody would come home. Peter went downstairs and got his father’s drill and drilled a hole in each of the pumpkins.He made smaller holes in the pumpkins. He wanted to get the impression that the hole was tight. He wanted the feeling of pushing his cock deep within the pumpkin.Peter drilled the holes into the necessary places. He.