His name is Devon. We hit the dance floor and he grinds up on me immediately. His hands are all over my ass. I can feel a gigantic bulge in his pants ...nd my knees go qeak. He leans in and kisses me. Not a gentle kiss, a flood my mouth with his tongue, sexual, a****l kiss. I smile at him and we go back to the bar. We make out at the bar as he pours drinks down my throat. At this point im wasted, but the i remember poor barry. I tell devon that i have a bf and this cant go much farther. He smiles. This change in position also angled Jordan's clit so that it contacted even more of Clyda's hot cock than before, rubbing and tingling deliciously with every tiny movement. Each time one of the huge bulbous veins that criss-crossed the shaft of Clyda's cock ran against her clit, Jordan was overwhelmed by another wave of ecstasy. It felt so good to Jordan to have Clyda deep within her, Clyda's huge cockhead up where nothing had ever been before, back it seemed, behind her stomach or maybe. It was no exaggeration to say that he was physically one of the most impressive men she’d ever seen. But as her gaze traveled down his exquisitely built torso, she was surprised to find the most incredible thing about him was the beast that rose out of his lap, glistening in the dim light of the sauna — an astonishing length of cock the likes of which she’d never seen. The glorious giant was impossibly erect, throbbing visibly atop two large, heavy hanging balls. Everything about him seemed to. To stop the harm we were causing to the stove I pulled her back, almost slinging her against the counter directly behind us. I pushed her head down and kept a firm grip on the back of her neck as I continued to pound relentlessly into her sopping pussy. “Oh god, oh god, oh god……Hollis!!......keep pounding your mother’s pussy with that fat prick” she screamed louder than I knew she could and I surmised that must’ve been her orgasming and it served to make me feel even more dominant and alpha.