I was thinking about her melon boobs, her legs, her waist, her hair, and how I was on top of her holding her boobs smooch her lips and having intercou...se, etc And yet I had no inclination that the monsoon of the year 2001 is going to change my sex life forever. We live in a big house with father, mother, sister and me. Sister was out of town for studies and hence only three of us were.I reached home on 09 July and life was only meeting friends, video games, eating, enjoying the weather and. I gently pushed the head inside her. Jayne grunted, but didn't ask me to stop. With every mini-thrust I made I went further, a half inch at a time. After a while I had gotten over half of my cock inside Jayne's ass. "It's okay, Zach," she said. "You can go all the way now. I can take it." And so I pushed a little harder and her ass did the rest. I was buried deep inside her now. She was tight, no, she was beyond tight, but I was able to make small thrusts into her. She helped me by wiggling and. This wouldn't do at all. I reached up and grabbed her sensitive right nipple and pinched as hard as I could. She thrust upwards, but did relax her sphincter that was clamping on my fingers. I decided that the time had come. I withdrew my fingers and formed a pyramid with four fingers and the thumb tucked below them. I started in with the tips, slowly, allowing the flesh to expand to allow entry. When I was inside past the second knuckle, the progress stopped, the tightness not allowing further. Try as he may he could never find a similar situation with the man in charge, during this period John discovered that it wasn’t only the act of testing another man spunk it was also the idea of being present while his wife had an affair with a man’s cock. You will notice that I said with a man’s cock rather than with another man because now John centralised his focus on the other man’s cock; what the man looked like it didn’t matter, but what did matter the size of his manhood and John found.