" You know how it makes you feel when you pull out of me and feed me your cum?..." Well," I continued "I'm doing the fucking here so it only seems fai... that you should get to eat the cum when we finish."He started to act like he didn't want to do it, like he didn't want me to think he was gay..."Hank" I said "this isn't about sexual orientation, I'm wearing a penis here - it's about a HOT sensual act...honestly I wouldn't care if you ARE gay - we still have great sex! Besides, you already. And they were nowhere close to cumming. I tried to plead with them to not make me do this. But they told me the deal was a deal and to lay down. Tyrone Pulled my panties down and got in between my legs. I asked him if he would please use a condom, but he said he did not like the feel of them. I knew that I had never taken a man of his size and I knew it was going to hurt. I asked him to please go slow and be gentle. He kissed me on my neck and my chest. I could feel the head of his penis. Feeling quite in control I made her sit on the arm of the setee. I could see her breasts rising and falling from the exertion and beneath her top and I could see thather nipples were erect.'You look pleased to see me' I joked.She looked down and saw what I had seen and shrugging her shoulders to try andcover up her embarrasment in an admonishing voice she hissed 'Will you please let me go, people can see through the window'I had never felt so horny in all my life, my erection was desperately. ”“My first question, I have to ask, did your parents really name you after the Grim Reaper?”I laughed at that. “No, not really! I was named Graham Wendell Reaper, after both of my grandfathers. When I was little, though, my baby brother couldn’t figure out Graham, so he called me Grim, and the name stuck. We should probably blame him.”“Why did you join the Army? Family tradition?”“Nothing like that. Other than my grandfather in Vietnam, nobody that I know of in the family has served. It’s.