I couldn’t imagine how it could possible fit in my tiny body.” Do you like it?” He asked. I nodded. “Don’t be scared, its ok, go ahead and ...ouch it, play with it all you want.” He said invitingly. At this I touched the tip noting how soft it was, then I wrapped my small hand around the shaft being unable to fully close it around its girth. Caressing as I went, I worked my way lower and lower to his ball sack and hefted his big heavy testicles. The whole apparatus fascinated and terrified me. "'The Deerfield Times joins all of the people of the town in welcoming such a beautiful person into our midst. Congratulations, Jan and Pete!'"It requires a little work, but that's the gist of the story we'll run in this week's issue. Now if you'd stand over against the wall, I'll take a picture to accompany it. Actually, I am a lot better photographer than I am a writer, so your picture should look pretty good."Jan allowed herself to be led to the wall and smiled as the shutter clicked. The. Once I pulled it out, already half hard, I leaned forward in the dark enclosed space and took it in my mouth. "That's it, be the fucking latina cum slut you were meant to be," he groaned softly. His words were absurd, I wasn't meant to be a cum slut, I was meant to do great things. Yet, as his cock grew in my mouth, something I still marvelled over every time it happened, I pondered how I could be two entirely different beings: a hard working proud feminist Latina and also a dirty cum slut spic. It is June and really warm so I had on shorts and a tank top. We continue this petting and kissing until I was about to blow. He slid hie hands under my shirt and rubbed my tits. pulling up on the shirt, he pulled it off, over my head and tossed it on the hood.. I loved him sucking and biting on my nipples. I reached down and rubbed his hard cock thru his jeans. It felt bigger than the other 2 that I had at that age. I loosen his belt and unbuttoned his pants, letting my hand run down the.