Her brother’s penis had been long and hard and pink, except for the big round tip.When she looked at her Uncle’s, the word “prick“ flashed int... her mind. There was no better word. It was longer than Boo’s, and while her brother’s was more or less straight, her Uncle’s curved up. Boo’s foreskin had been pulled way back when she saw his, but the hood was almost covering the tip of her Uncle’s. It looked sleek, more like a snake. It looked like if he stuck it in her it would reach all the way to. She was telling me how her female house mate had told her that the male housemate had a huge cock.Hearing her use words like that was getting me horny, but I was keeping it under control. Then came the time when I had to hook her PC up to the phone system to test the dial up, and to do that I had to crawl under the desk. As I was crawling out, I noticed that she had opened her legs and I could see that she was wearing stockings and a sexy pair of white panties. By now my cock was rock hard, but. The high spirited young man pounded her relentlessly giving her no mercy for her sense of dignity. She opened up to him like she had never opened up to her husband. It was so right because this young stud knew exactly what he wanted and he took it without a single thought of stopping. Of course, Gertie had no inclination to stop him from degrading her flesh and her pretense of common decency. She just grunted and groaned like all the other girls he had speared with his long, thick cock and in. I walked to the side of it and raised it to put her wet dripping pussy at hip level to me. I instructed Kelly to stand on the chair straddled to her waist; she sheepishly nodded and came over to the chair. I helped her to climb up and she stood facing me, her own wet pussy at face level to me. I walked to the foot of the chair and straddled it using my hand to guide my cock between the now eagerly waiting petals of Sharon ’s sopping hole and pushed the head in easily. Her groan.