She had large breasts (36D) and the bra slowly lost ground as she laid back onto the bed. Sarah removed the bra and laid it on the floor, "Come here. ... need you. Right. Now."I took off my shirt quickly, exposing my hairy chest (thanking God I had my back waxed before we left) and muscular frame. My pants were tight and my bulge was pushing on the zipper, quickly I removed them as well. My boxer briefs were strained against my erection. While not a long man at 6 1/2 inches, Sarah's eyes grew. By this stage, mum's speech had become very slurred, but there was no misunderstanding when she said: I need a good fucking, who's got the biggest dick? The lads looked at each other in astonishment and disbelief, temporarily rendered speechless, but one eventually said: Andy's a big boy. Let's have a look then, said mum. Andy hesitated, but one of his mates said: Come on Andy, it's rude to keep a lady waiting, so he unzipped his fly. His manhood was not exceptionally long, but it was. She held it for him as Ed sucked the powder into his right nostril, then his left. Seconds after, the effect hit him, a fast-moving rush of adrenalin lifting his thoughts, awakening him like he hadn’t been in weeks. She’d siphoned two more lines when he realized she was holding out the last two for him. Again he inhaled and felt the crescendo rush to his brain as she wet a finger-tip and wiped up the last traces of the powder.“Pull down your zipper Ed,” she whispered in her quiet accent. When. I didn’t take advantage of this. Instead, I did everything I could to melt in, unnoticeable, with the rest of my classmates. I wore glasses instead of contacts, and a sharp, ballerina bun in my hair instead of letting it fall down in thick waves to meet my still developing ass. I turned down the boys who had eyes only for my blooming bosom, limiting my romantic experiences only to a rather grandiose imagination. I dreamed of white knights, clean of blood and sweatless even after hours of.