I'm a futa girl, believe it or not." "I knew it!" Miranda shouted. "God, I've always wanted to fuck a futa girl!" She kissed me deeply, squeezing my c...ck tightly. "How big is she?" 14 inches, fully erect," I said. "And extra thick." I winked. "I can tell." Miranda kept one hand on my cock, and started rubbing her pussy through her yoga pants with the other. "You're going to fucking stretch me out." We made out for what felt like an hour, my cock swollen so much it began to hurt. Her pussy left. I pulled my penis out a little and with all the strength push in. The balloon surface tore away and opened its gates to heaven. My penis went 5inch in and she screamed “Aaammmmmmmmmaaaaaaaaa”, tears rolled out of her eyes with cry, He body stiffened as if someone poked knife deep inside.She started crying and saying it is hurting a lot, and wanted me to take it out. I said, hold on for some time and once you are used to my penis I will move. I stayed locked in her for a minutes and kissed her. We got in and she drove off. She lived, like, really far away! OMG! Is she going to take me home? Am I going to be stuck at her house after she does whatever it is she’s going to do to me?After like, I dunno, FOREVER!, she pulls into her driveway. We get out and go inside her house. Once she closed the door and locked it, she turned to me and said, “Take off your clothes. Every last stitch.” I obeyed without even thinking. I just peeled off all my clothes as fast as I could. OMG! I was naked. All the time he talks. Sometimes in English, sometimes French or what sounds like Latin. Sometimes in a strange, guttural language that I don't understand. I talk too. Begging. Promising. So many other words I can't remember. Still he goes on. His stamina is impossible. I am exhausted. Barely able to think and when finally he takes his pleasure, finishing in my mouth I can barely even stand. The last thing I recall as I lapse into u*********sness is the soft, chanting rhythm of his voice.~When.