And then he stopped. his fingers disappeared. I felt something else now, pushing its way inside me. it was much bigger and thicker than his two finger.... i couldn't move and my breath was getting heavier. As he pushed it in, he kept spitting on his cock. "GET A LUBE OR SOMETHING. THIS IS TOO MUCH. I screamed. He didn't answer, as he kept on trying to get his massive rod inside me. his hands were spreading my cheeks and holding me as I was getting torn by him.After a few minutes of excruciating. ‘You’re being ridiculous – we both want this – what’s another damn week? You’ve been teasing me for 3 months already.’ She attempted to kiss him and he pulled back. ‘Me? Tease you?’ the sarcasm was dripping. ‘Yes, you, you sexy brat. You always teased so well. But before you CAME THROUGH! Let’s put this game behind us and stop the waiting,’ she pleaded. ‘You didn’t wait at all last time, Summer. But neither did I. We needed this. We needed to see if there is more to Dan and Summer than just. Then we have to live with the consequences. She’s getting older. I remember when I was a kid I thought she was so old. Now I’ve lived long enough that it seems funny to me that I ever thought of her that way. Because it’s not important how old she is. It doesn’t really matter. She’s been there for us every day no matter what. The only things that matter to her are how healthy and happy we are and how much she loves us. So I think the only thing that should matter to us is that she know how. "Let's grab some coffee and I'll tell you about it."So we walked across Civic Center Park to the south end of the 16th Street Mall and located a coffee shop within a few blocks. After we'd ordered and settled into our chairs, Tamara paused to collect her thoughts."I had Billy when I was young," she began. "His dad took off as soon as he saw he had Down's. I struggled on and finished college with some help from my parents. Then my dad died and mom couldn't help me out financially anymore. We did.