" If I'd had a grown woman helping me through the storms of puberty, I'd have been a much happier young man!" I cut her off. "It's your duty to your s...x to see to it that he learns how to please women and doesn't go hog-wild. Besides, I'll feel a lot better about watching Michael ride Karen..." Well, good for you!" Jean retorted sarcastically, "I'd HATE to have you feel bad about siccing teenage boys on women twice their age!" Come on, this is important," I chided. "You did a good job with. " Don't pull away from me, Nicole." I growled. She lay there crying quietly trying to understand how I could do this to her again. Nicole grimaced as I entered her, " Oh god . . . stop, you're hurting me. . . please, it's too big . . . too big," She whimpers when I push my bulbous, purple cock head deeper inside her. She feels every ridge as I slide inside her. She feels herself stretching to accommodate my size again. She feels her body struggling to adjust to my massive cock that is. I wasn’t sure what else she desired, but she made her interest in me rather plain. Her butt felt wonderful in my hands as I cupped it, the buns sleek and smooth. Her kisses to my face were delightful and I was more than happy to reciprocate them. It was a very beautiful thing, wasn’t it, the way that her adolescent infatuation with me manifested itself now?“I love you, Vic. Brooke loves you, too. Mom hates you, but she can’t help how much she craves your cock. But Brooke and I ... yeah, we love. " “Hi baby, I miss you, do you know who this is?" My eyes got big and my body started to tingle from my lips towards the center of my pussy. “Dave, darling, where are you? I miss you so much,” I uttered with a noticeable quiver in my voice. I love talking to you; your phone calls are so arousing. Your sexy voice turns me on tonight just as it did the first time we spoke. “ “I’m in Washington , DC , and all alone in my motel room. Thinking about a sassy, sexy, redhead I know. So, I thought.