And besides, you've helped me change my pants. You've seen the worst. So, ask away.”“But I always sort of wondered, um, well,...”“What, Sand...?”“Well, I wondered if you had any damage,... um,... further up. OK, I'll just say it. I wondered if you still could function as a man. And judging by what I saw when that slut got off your lap, I guess you can.”“Oh,” I said. She was blushing so hard, her cheeks were redder than her red tunic top. “Yeah, I, um,... yeah, I... I can.”“Well, that's. My heart was pounding as I got up over her, she was still holding my cock, and crouched between her legs as I moved close.She held me as I pressed against her, widening further as I felt the tip of my dick make entry into her warm, slippery insides. I hadn't started moving back and forth yet, I was just in awe of how it felt to be inside her as she began on her own moving her hips up and back, each time putting me a bit deeper.It felt incredible, simply the best thing I'd ever felt in my. Or two.”He felt fingers ease the elastic of her knickers down. Hands pulled her open blouse off her shoulders. Hands cupping her generous tits. Fingers rolling her nipples.“Oooh. No. Stop…” she mumbled. “no… please… stop” She could feel hot breath on her neck. A mouth began sucking her earlobe. More hands on her. Hands on her tits. Hands on her back, stomach and legs. Fingers working their way up between her legs.She found herself being eased forward. Bent forward.Her eyes rolled skyward. Her. Flicking my nipple through the bra with his fingertip, he moved the palm of his hand in a circular motion, cupping and squeezing my entire tit. Both my nipples were hard and throbbing, my whole body pulsing in time.I whispered to him, “Please, come feel how wet I've got this pussy.” He squeezed my nipple hard. “It's dripping down my thighs.” I breathed heavy on his neck.His body tensed as he suppressed a shiver, and his hand instantly slid down to my skirt.“Sit on your hands,” he whispered. He.