I didn’t have a chance to think as she firmly planted her lips against mine. I sat there stunned, then as I slowly came to my sense about what was h...ppening, Becka pulled away, her eyes looked at me questioningly and she blushed. “I’m so sorry… I don’t…I should never have done that” I pulled her to me and kissed her hard, my tongue gliding slowly and lightly over her pouty lower lip, eliciting a gasp from her. I smiled against her lips and felt her pull me tighter against her. Her tongue. The only problem was that his daughter Sara had him wrapped around her finger and felt that Grace was stealing him away from him.Frank was twenty seven when he finally arrived back in the States. Having been gone for eight years without any communication with anyone he knew. He was sure that Grace would have met someone else to love and that they could never be together again, but he had to try.He discovered that Grace had disappeared four years ago.Something didn't feel right to him, he had to. "Oh, Hugh! OH, OH, HUGH! I can feel you shooting in me!" Her head swiveled around, her mouth questing for mine. Our moans were muffled by the passionate kiss. Her pussy convulsed around my cock as she exploded in orgasm, her womb excitedly sucking up my semen as fast as I could spurt it into her. I could feel the entrance to her womb surrounding the head of my penis. In our last few thrusts we had fit together so well that I could not have been more completely inside her. The thought of my. Along with a misconception of my attractiveness, I was also misled about the size of my cock. This was because with the exception of the cocks I’d seen in porn magazines, the only cock I had seen before was the occasional glimpse at my brothers when we both had to pee at the same time. As a result, I had no idea what a normal size cock looked like, and since I didn’t have high self-esteem I assumed I must be on the smaller side of average. I was soon to learn that wasn’t so. I haven’t.