"I need a favor, Morton" she said, standing there, looking at him. "I don't have a date Friday night and I wanted to go to the drive in."Morton gulped... She couldn't mean she wanted to go with him. He had expected her to ask him to do a term paper for her, or something like that. He got lots of those. But he never did them. He was smart and he was that way because he studied. He wasn't about to use his smarts to get other people credit. Especially people who were rude to him and hurt his. "Weston gave her a slight nudge and they both carried on walking up the stairs. "Can I at least watch?" I asked.Neither answered, so I followed them up in to one of the bedrooms and sat in an armchair. I took my phone out and began to film as he put her against a wall. His hand was straight under her dress, rubbing her pussy and he started to suck on her tits. She moaned, she was enjoying it. After a few minutes of fingering her pussy up against the wall and sucking her tits her hands found. ‘You are hypnotized, you know your hand opened earlier and you have no control over it.’ Her hand fell open and immediately started to slide down towards her breast. ‘no,’ she whimpered and quickly grabbed the pillow to try and stop her hand from roaming lower. ‘You can’t stop it. Your hands are moving closer… your nipples need to be touched.’ Her arms twitched, her right hand pulling at the sheets while her left hand pulled her pillow along with it towards her breasts. Her labia were swollen. After a minute of getting adjusted to that first inch, I took another deep breath and took another inch. We kept kissing, so I wouldn’t scream out in pain. Inch by inch by inch, I would adjust my asshole for that monstrous cock with tears running down my face. My shaking turned into shuddering when I had six inches of the cock in me. “Easy does it,” Marcus told me. “Just another six inches to go.” I laughed — and cried at the same time. It took an hour, but I would take another cock inch,.