I was right about the size it was at least 10 inches long, hard. While I was playing with his huge cock he unzipped my pants and pulled them off of me... he started playing with my pussy. I had never felt a mans hands on my pussy I was a virgin, and it felt good I was loving every moment of this. I stood up and sat on his lap and we kissed a while. Until he asked me if I wanted to fuck. I said yes and stood up. He stood up after me and threw me onto the couch, and started eating my pussy. I was. “If I can have a little milk, perhaps I can call back later – when you’re more prepared for visitors.” “Yes,” I said, getting some milk from the fridge and handing it to him, “that would be nice.” What was I saying? What was he thinking? “Thank you.” he said, with a wry grin on his face. “Well, Paul, I’ll see you later.” He spoke my name as if questioning it. He made his way to the front door, turning as he left to add, “About 7.30 then. Be ready for me” My heart was pounding. Whatever had I. Her juices were waves of energy, her thighs anchors of desire, and I was on board for the exotic trip for as long as possible. This went on for awhile, as I was lost, so lost in providing fulfillment that I didn’t hear Robert urging me to stop. The dj yelled into the microphone, “Take that girl and get a room, get that kinky shit off my dance floor!!” Laughing the whole time, Robert carried the shaking, the quivering, the still cumming, Angie off the dance floor and into the lounge area. As. ‘I don’t make jokes about women, and especially not about the women in the office.’ Now she was the one who was uncomfortable, she felt her cheeks burning with embarrassment. He was staring at her. ‘How do you like Denver?’ He saved her by changing the topic, she was glad. ‘Oh, it’s nice. Quiet.’ ‘I bet it is compared to New York City. You have a kid?’ He asked. She looked at him quizzically, how could he have known that? He leaned over and pulled a framed photograph of Nicholas out of the.