"How big is what?" Your cock silly. I'm not going to fuck anyone with a piddle little tool am I?"I just sat there."Come on, how big is it?" I don't re...lly know," I mumbled."Well is it more than 6 inches?"I nodded."More than a foot?"I shook my head."More than 9 inches?"I shook my head. "More than 7 inches?"I nodded my head. "So it's 8 inches long."I nodded."Shit it's like getting blood out of a stone. OK, so it's 8 inches long, how fat is it?"I'd had enough of this. "It's as fat as your fist," I. It made me feel excited and I started kissing and licking, wondering at the same time at what I was doing. John said “that’s good… take it in your mouth… come on” and I did, fastening my lips around it while still caressing it with my tongue up and down. I could tell how much John liked it and it made me feel really hot. Pat was still on my back, now playing hard with my breasts, he had opened my bra, learned forward and was busy getting into my panties with one hand. He said “you’re wet,. He wanted me too, but felt this would not be the place to fuck. He did however have an alternate plan. He pushed aside my shorts and panties, stuck another finger into my wet pussy, bent over and began licking my cunt right there in the cooler. Oh my god, I was so hot and turned on it didn't take long for his finger fucking and clit licking to take me over the edge. I came hard. Had to be quiet of course. I grabbed his head and smashed his face into my pussy when I started cumming. I squirted. “I told you to. My brother Mark knows what I do over there, you think I could go there right across the street and no one know? We all know what happens there. My brother knows I’m queer, but he doesn’t say anything because I’m his brother, but you’re friends with him and he’d stop hanging out with you if he knew we were playing around like this together. Maybe even beat your ass down a little too.”The threat again. Blackmail. “I’ll tell him you’re my bitch boy and your name will be mud. AND I.