“Because she didn’t fall for your pickup lines? That doesn’t make her a bitch.”Okay, maybe sometimes she’s a bitch, but I wasn’t going to ...dmit that to Leroy.“Why are you defending her? She was dissing you in there,” said Leroy.“So what? Does that make it okay for me to dis her? I don’t bag people behind their backs. I don’t think much of people who do. Don’t talk about my sister like that.”I don’t think Leroy was expecting me to snap at him. I saw Mira trying to hide a smirk now that I was. I thought about the extra tips Mark had given me:1: lube that dildo up!2: always swallow when taking a cock down your throat, especially with the bottom part of your tongue. A ‘hungry throat’, he called it.3: Practice holding your breath. As the cock slides past the gag reflex point, it would block the windpipe, so you won’t be able to breathe anymore. The only way to deal with that is not to panic and just hold your breath, he had said.4: Keep swallowing, at all times.I had told myself to only. My lips came to kiss her and my pre cum drooling cock head rubbed on the awaiting pussy entrance.Marking the spot, my hips came down with force and fervor. Mona had raised her knees to make her muscles to stretch easily. The pussy lips thinned, cock head pushed in and boom. At least 2 inches of the cock shaft behind the fat helmet, entered in her fuck channel. Mona sighed but endured the joyful pain of the pussy stretching and moved her waist upwards to me as little as she could. My hips were. I lived in a small trailer with my mom and sister and it was crowded, not a lot of privacy. I enjoyed the guy time. Up to this time I had limited sexual activity. I had only been with one girl. I had thoughts about guys but had never really saw myself as gay or bi. I bonded quickly with my uncle. He allowed me access to his porn and I ate it up hungrily. As I grew more comfortable around his place, nudity became more common. He was a nudist, at least at home. The thrill of being naked so.