"How?" I demanded. "That penis is going to need a special vagina." "What do you mean, 'special,' vagina?" I made quotation marks in the ...ir. "If he's as big as I think he is, he's going to need some room," she said, certain of herself. "I think we have it covered, thanks," I said, attempting dismissal again. "I don't think you do. Even with Wendy's and your predilections, I don't think you can accomodate it," she said, insulting me. I grew tired of her.. Before it could get there, the slave had caught it and spread it over a lounger to one side of the bed.Mistress said, "Come with me," and stepped toward the bed. I was right behind her as she lay down. "You may remove your clothes, now." I really was not wearing all that much, so I was as naked as she was in very short order. She smiled at my cock, which was already at full extension. In fact, it had been that way ever since I had initially caught sight of her in that gown she had been wearing.. With the moonlight shining on her, she looks like a vision from the best of dreams.Our lips meet in a passionate kiss, our tongues dancing together like they were choreographed. My hands glide back down her sides and wrap around her perfect ass. I feel her softly moan into my mouth as I lift her up and she wraps her legs around my waist. With our tongues still exploring one another's, I carry her to the bed and lay her down. Placing my hand on her cheek, my other hand massages her breasts. I. Wouldn't want you to think you were being a fag or something by jerking off your cousin's dick." We laughed. His fingers tickled the bottom of my balls and then slipped down to my now gooey, leaking asshole. When his fingers first slipped in I experienced another butt-gasm. "oooo..." I purred as I got hold of his shoulders, pulled him to me, and went back to kissing him like he was a girl. No, wait, not true. I went back to kissing him like I WAS a girl. He fingered my "mangina" to at least.