Although, no contact was made I could feel the precum already dampening my boxers. Whoops. Bad move. "Really?!" She snapped. "You just did that? I was...planning on putting my hands on someone and that's it!" Boy I was in for it. "You heard me when I said I was going to HIT the sack?" Flustered, I replied yes. To which her eyes changed. And the mood instantly changed right there and then when she replied, "I meant yours" Ghhhggggarghhggg" She took her mouth off, saliva running down the shaft of. I felt the cold, wet sensation of lubricant being applied to my hole by her manicured fingers. One finger, then two penetrated my anus, working the lube into me, loosening my hole and probing my prostate. She abruptly removed her fingers, and Mr. Big's huge mushroom head was now poised at my back door.She leaned over and whispered in my ear "Until I get to see a real cock in your ass, this will have to do. Tell me you want to get fucked by Mr. Big!"I laughed nervously but the wine answered for. ...hard" It's a fair enough request and so I push in hard. My hands now on your shoulders and I grab them hard, hanging on to them as I push my cock in deep, now pushed hard against your arse. You moan as I go deep, buried in you and I pull you hard back against me by your shoulders. I begin to drive my cock into you, hard fast strokes in and slow drawnout movements as I pull out. The slap of my balls against your thighs as I enter you is turning us both on and I grab your shoulders tighter as. I thought he was finally going to work things out with you. That is, until I saw some other guy playing tonsil hockey with my baby sister. What's going on Sheila?"I couldn't believe my ears. "What on Earth are you talking about, Todd? There's nothing to work out between Nat and myself."Todd leaned back against the couch before eyeing me appraisingly."Sheila, you cannot be this oblivious."At my blank look, Todd ran his fingers through his hair and muttered, "Maybe you can."I was starting to get.