I could feel my own cock growing long and longer between my legs and hanging almost to his knees. My left hand searched for it and I began jerking mys...lf off even as my mouth worked on him. "Why is this so good?" he moaned. "Let me find out," I said, rolling away from him. The stranger turned around and let his cock fall into my face as he swung his legs over my face. Then I felt his warm lips on me, sucking me the way I had sucked him with the same knowledge that only a man could have. Never. 'It's too big for me', I answered honestly, I knew enough about sex to know where he wanted to penetrate me with it, but it really did look huge and angry.Then in a quite voice he asked how old I was, and I told him. The look on his face darkened, now he really wanted me, everything about me was fuckable in his eyes, if I was willing, then he wanted to take me, show me, thrill me, be the first to seed me, and he must have felt he was so close to the jackpot, I was chatting, and relaxed, and he. Naturally, craving the fame and popularity at school that had eluded her, it was Becky Brighton who appeared in all her fatuous tinsel town glory at the airport in Tampa, and I could tell nearly right from the start that the entire reunion weekend was soon about to become a complete nightmare for her! And nearly all of her own making!For starters, Becky hardly arrived in the best of either condition or mood. The flight out of LA was an early one so that with the time zone changes going east her. I cut out all the good stuff and edited it together and deleted the rest.Then, almost a full two weeks later, we finally captured what we had been waiting for.The next day, after school, we sat eagerly in front of his computer. My heart raced as she dug through her bottom drawer and then finally pulled out the massive plastic cock. Then she removed the bottle of lube too. She climbed into the bed. She squirted a liberal amount of the lube into her hand and stroked the ten inch didlo until it.