We kissed gently at first but Edna’s need got the better of her and she kissed me harder pressing her lovely fat belly into my cock.God, she smelled...so good. I could not resist putting my hand up her skirt fondled the fat wrinkles and working up to surprisingly hairy pussy, teasing the lips with my fingers, seeking her clit, stroking to the tune of her moaning. She reached down and grabbed my hard on. ‘Shit Don, I haven’t been fingered like this in such a long time. And it felt even better. "Oh, my," he moaned under his breath. "Your pussy is so tight and wonderful. So wet. So silky." Please don't move," I told him, coming out of my stupor. "It's going to hurt really bad if you move." Just relax," he told me as he stood there buried in me. "This is amazing. I'm buried all the way up to my balls. How perfect is that? You were made for me. We're a perfect match."He stood there for a second longer savoring the feeling of my tight warm wet pussy hugging every inch of him deep inside. She squealed weakly.With her limp legs at his sides and her head lolling listlessly, he held her hips and enjoyed himself in the nobleman's spew, ramming into her again and again, joy and lust mixing in his heart as her tight vagina massaged his rod. She seemed insensible but her moonlit beauty kept the man inflamed."Here it comes," he cried after thirty seconds of rapid copulation, and fired several ropes of his jism into her narrow chute.She hardly knew she was being violated until he yanked. Erica walked past and said quietly “But I was first”After she’d gone I said (also quietly) to Terri “Not like that, she wasn’t” Later, I saw her in the garden, doodling. “Terri, two things: those pictures are positively pornographic; and they are very good!” she was drawing my genital equipment from memory. The pictures were very detailed, and very well drawn. “Do you draw other things? Not other people’s cock and balls, I mean. Other pictures” She showed me some of her other pictures. She was.