It all started when i was at my cousins house moving i stayed there and we didnt realy like each other matter of fact i hated him i hated his guts. it...was time to go to bed and his sisters were sleep so we were about to go to bed but what happened was was that he asked me how big my dick was showed him my 5 inches of mixed dick he said hot i said thanks so we wre about to lay down but i felt a hand on my private part i looked over at him and he smiled so i let him he took out his dick and. ’ The minute the words left his mouth, he felt his face getting warm. Lori stared at him with a surprised look on her pretty face. ‘I…I do? You really mean that?’ Tim nodded. ‘I sure do,’ he said, ‘there’s something about a woman who’s regnant, a kind of glow…’ ‘Yeah, sure,’ she snorted. ‘You can say that, but you don’t mean…’ Just like that, she was crying. Tim had never been comfortable around crying women and wasn’t sure what to do. He did know that sometimes a hug helps, so that’s what he. "Good!" she said. With that she flipped her legs over and sat on my lap facing me. She pushed me down and forced her tongue in my mouth. She led the pace. And the kissing was frantic, fast. What she lost in technique she made up for in effort. My hand slipped under her skirt and I started rubbing her. She kissed faster. My other hand busied itself with her bra clasp. Her hands started rubbing me. I now had easy access, small breasts. I pulled the shirt up some and started sucking on her nipple.. We were soon poring over them and giggling like k**s caught doing something wrong. Janey comparing herself to some of the female, ‘artistes.’ Craig and I comparing our cocks to those in the magazines; mine is a good seven inches and cut, Craig’s a little shorter, but very thick but with his foreskin intact. Some of the cocks in the magazine, put ours to shame. “They can’t be real!” Craig’s response. “And look at the cumloads, those women must be close to drowning.”“I hate to say it,” retorted.