” I gently push her on the bed and enter her pussy. “Oh fuck! This feels good!” I yell in ecstasy. “Oh god your cock feels good big boy!” Sh... says writhing in pleasure. I start thrusting into her feeling her smooth ebony pussy. Her thick legs on my shoulders as I lean in to suck her tit. She’s in absolute heaven right now and I couldn’t feel better myself. “Oh fuck, oh fuck! oh fuck!” she says “keep pumping me up big boy! I fucking want you right now!” I thrust harder and see her big tits. "And then Matt Parker went down on his little brother. Jack's cock was hard, and Matt didn't suck a hard cock since Friday afternoon.And Matt knew how to suck a cock! He had the experience, he knew when to move his lips, when to really suck it, when to lick it... He knew where he should lick, and the result could be only one:"Oh, Matt!"Matt licked Jack's peehole and asked:"So? Is it good?" Yes."And Jack blushed again."Well, let's get comfortable, okay. Take all of your clothes off."He did. And. "There, there, honey," she murmured in a soft, soothing voice, bending over to kneel on the fluffy pink mat beside the tub and placing both of her hands on the younger girl's shuddering shoulders. "Don't cry... look at me - tell me what's the matter. Let me help you..."Even as she tried to console Sandi, Clare's mind was flooded with memories of the time eight years ago, when she'd first left her parents' farm in Southern Illinois to go to secretarial school in Chicago. She'd shared an. Those nipples were longer than anybody else’s, thought they weren’t as fat as Grandma’s. They looked hard and rubbery. Her areolas were lighter brown than the nipples, but definitely brown, and not pink. Her breasts looked hard as a rock, with no place to even try to put a pencil. She was standing so ramrod straight that it looked uncomfortable.“Pat?” her voice was barely above a whisper.“Yes?”“This is embarrassing.”I tried the same thing with her that I’d said to her sister. “Don’t be.