I'm vanilla, unimpressive, I'm plain bread with margarine on it.And I wish the world would treat me like it.Alright, let's stop with the figurative fo...eplay and get to the obvious. I'm gay. Like super gay. It'd be really convenient if I were Bi and I could blend in, but I'm not. Some girls gag for cock, cocks just make me gag. Really, this is one of the two things that is in anyway distinctive about me, and the best part? No one knows. I'm so in the closet Ikea is offering to rehome me. I get. We went to the beach, had lunch and returned in the late afternoon to the villa to clean up and dress to go have dinner on the boulevard.So that evening when we arrived home we showered and started a board game, all very relaxed but after a few minutes already sex came up as a topic! The topic shifted to what happened the day before very quickly. It was like we all where waiting for this but no one dared to start it, so that's why we started the game. But luckily the tension between us grew. “Oh my god!! It’s so fucking deep in me!!” She moaned at the pleasure and pain of McQueens massive cock forcing its way into her tight hole. She struggled to get only a few inches to fit at first but was anxious for a pounding. She wanted to be fucked harder so she began slamming herself down onto him.“Oh holy Fuck!! Your dick is so big!!!” She screamed out as she proceeded to slam herself down again. Her pussy didn’t take long to adapt to his large driveshaft as her cries of pain began to turn. From the corners of my eyes I notice that she has her knees firmly closed and both hands buried deep between her thighs. Is this the tension before the landing or is she just touching her cunt in passing? Unfortunately, I can't look closer because my gaze constantly oscillates between the airspeed indicator and the runway during this somewhat critical phase of the flight. We are almost down, throttle completely out, initiate interception arc, let the machine float out and touch down gently. At.