My pussy was hungry his cock."Slow down baby sister. I'm gonna give it to you, don't you worry about that." He winked at me, which made my pussy quake... As he began to push between my legs, he watched it go in. I liked that he was looking at me down there. I wished I could see as well as he could. It hurt a lot as he pressed his huge cock into me, but I tried not to let on. I didn't want him to stop."Man, you are one tight slut, little s*s." He smiled and continued his forward progress.There was. That man, did he think I was attractive? The look in his eyes was so hungry, so forceful. I began to feel almost flattered, but those feelings were not as powerful as the fear I felt. I was scared of this man. He looked strong. He could have defiled, desecrated, completely violated me and I would not have been able to fight back. I thought of his dark hair again and sighed softly. He was handsome… And he was a man! Not a boy. Tightness began coiling low in my belly. I pushed away all thoughts. She stood up on her tippy-toes and kissed me on the cheek, thanking me for coming. She lay down on the bed with her head on the pillow, using a white towel to dry her hair and asked me what I wanted to do. I didn't have a clue. The seam of the robe lay draped open seductively exposing her leg. She was not a dark-skinned person, nor was she pale. Her skin looked perfect. She had just finished towel-drying her hair when the urge possessed me to lie down next to her and kiss her. I did. I kissed. He again put himself fully to the task, knowing he was near the end, and not wanting to let up or disappoint Wendy. She stared in silent fascination as her husband prostrated himself on the cold floor, carefully cleaning up his own cum, attentively getting every drop and dribble. Finally satisfied that he’d not missed a single spot, Ted sat back up. His knees were in agony from his hour on the tile, despite the rather courteous foam padding. Ted’s entire body hurt; his still tender shoulder,.