She can’t say that it isn’t an intriguing thought, but her pussy is a little achy from being used for the first time and for a few hours after tha....Darrius moves his hips around and Casey feels his cock brush through her pussy lips and against her clit. Casey feels more than a bit weak in the knees. “I admit my cock is bigger than others you must have seen, but I’m sure it will feel oh so good.” He chuckles and then adds, “If it was anatomically possible I’d love to feel what my cock feels like. As you well know, the Devil can take any disguise, and he suggested that one night he should enter her chamber in the guise of her Lord. She would surely welcome his advances gladly after so many lonely nights, and by this subterfuge he would make love to her. At the height of her passion, he would suggest that she go down on all fours, so that her could plough her from behind, which would be the opportunity for our suitor to take his place and enter her divine portals with his rampant cock.. Soak my pussy, David.” I needed little more encouragement. I’d been holding back since she and Channy started sucking my cock. Four or five deep strokes later I felt as if my cock exploded. Spasm after spasm wracked my body. Hot sperm coursed the length of my shaft to empty deep inside my sister. The sensation was almost surreal. My mind was lost in a fog of ecstasy as Gilly’s pussy milked my cock for every last drop of my seed. I slumped on top of her, panting for air, loving the sensation.. On the train back to New York, I didn’t ask Clint about it. Even a goober from Kansas City understood that would have been déclassé. That’s Kansas City, Missouri; not fucking Kansas, that plumber’s crack of a state.I liked his parents and was pretty sure they approved of me. No one discussed Marcella, Clint’s deceased wife. Nor my living one, Vanessa. That could have been an awkward conversation. Two awkward conversations.Vanessa and I attended another First Friday at the Discretionary.