Rather than try to figure that one out at the moment I decided to treat it as one until further notice, even if its size has required it to find a new...place to hide out. When I looked at her with an obvious question on my face she gave an eloquent shrug of her shoulders that didn't need her telepathy to clarify it.It's not my fault if other women are under-endowed.Once it had pushed its way out into the light I could see that it had more of what I could only call her hallucinogenic pre-cum.. They kept on talking about various things till late that night. And when they were leaving, they both gave me a kiss on either of my cheeks and left. I was kinda shocked but played cool.The next day, it was time for the family photo session, and I had dressed up. I had worn a green saree with a red sleeveless blouse. I had tied my saree well below my waist and covered it with the pallu so that it wasn’t directly visible.I was already getting enough shouting from my mother for wearing a. I thought it wasn’t possible but then it happened. The head did enter me and I pushed harder. I felt so full and I groaned. I pushed more and took more. The cock had entered me further than any man had but I wanted more.Having gone as far as I thought was possible I began to work it back and forth. The stallion snorted again and got restless. He moved forward and drove his cock deeper. I screamed as I felt his cock opening me up further. I began to rock back and forth while I rubbed my clit. I. But Aron clearly knew what he was doing. And Carter had to admit that each move was making him want nothing but to meet the guy back with a counterattack, as his hips seemed to move on their own accord. The sound of flesh slapping on flesh was making him think of porn, the good kind in which you could tell the actors on the screen actually enjoyed their act.He wished he could see that, Aron in the act of fucking.“Do we have a mirror?” he asked, in between moans.“A mirror?” Aron asked, taken by.