From what I had learned as teenager from the pot bank girls back home in Stoke on Trent I was expecting something snakelike ~ this was stubby and thic... and my first thought was that I would never be able to take that inside me. She reached out and took his penis in hand a rubbed it backwards and forwards and then took my hand and showed me what to do. I really liked the silky feel of his skin moving backwards and forwards over the rigid part. I was still amazed at the thickness, it seemed. Even worse however, was the cut off tee she was now wearing as well, barely covering the bottom portion of her once again braless breasts, which she'd proven out to be as she leaned over when picking up the roller. Both breasts stood dangling there momentarily as she did that. "Well ... where would you like me to begin? Up here?" She asked reaching towards the ceiling, and of course while doing so ... both of her tits immediately popped out from beneath the tee she was wearing. Which was also. She bobs her mouth up and down, forcing more down her throat, gagging. Im sitting there jerking off to my second orgasm, watching my wife gagging and deep throating this big cock. Just then the guy pulls her up, gets her on her knees, one hand on her hip and the other around the base of cock, as he rubs the head around the opening of her pussy. I have the perfect side view, I can see his big thick black cock disappearing between her legs and see her big titties hanging. She has both hands on. 30am and finished around 7.30pm each night. It wasn’t much of a life and certainly not a career I or Daniel ever thought about pursuing. Because Daniel’s parents were rarely home we got to hung around his house a lot and watch his dads collection of porn. This is how my first encounter started, I was 15 at the time, athletic build, a winger on the local rugby team, and not too bad looking if I do say so myself. Daniel was a couple of years older than I and build more like a man. He was well.