From those stories I’ve gotten a lot of really good ideas but I’m hoping if I write about what I’m doing and share it online that people will em...il me with other things I can try. If no one does it’s ok. I’m finding that just writing this is a pretty amazing experience on its own. I’m Melissa, I’m 19 and am currently going to one of our state’s colleges. I don’t want to be too descriptive because I don’t know who else might read this. I’m 5’8?, I go to the gym fairly frequently so I have a. Seemingly, as soon as daddy’s dick was free, it became hard as a matured oak tree; and damn near as big! I was stunned out of my mind by the sight of his pussy plunger. Now, I was the one with the second thoughts! My naive mind had no idea dicks came that fucking huge; or got that damn thick! Within milliseconds of seeing that freak of humanity; I began conceptualizing him trying to push that thing inside me! “OH HELL NO!” I remember thinking. Honestly, I changed my mind; but every closed eye. I just should have listened to them carefully and correctly, remembering some of the details instead of the heroes and heroines. Of course, I remembered quite a lot; but things happening inside castles, and between heroes or heroines and arrogant royalty, weren’t of much use here in the village. Besides being nice stories, of course.That brought me back to the possibility my mother had mentioned in her posthumous message about leaving this remote area and visiting Aston - and the University -. I said, “I think one of us is in the wrong restroom.”To which she replied in a deep voice, “No honey, I’m in the right one,” and dried her hands, then sashayed out, those sweet cheeks swinging hard.Dopey me, I stood there as she dried her hands and left, my jaw on the sink, and the biggest hard-on in my pants, unable to say a word.I had another sexy dream that night about having a blind date. A dinner date where the conversation started about interesting things in our past while evolving to.