When he had first arrived the hole had been too small for him to squeeze through, but as the weeks passed and he lost weight he reconsidered the possi...ility. He lay down and assessed the width across his shoulders.After working at a lose slat on the bed for several days he had managed to break it off and had used it to make a workable blade with which to wear away the stone and cement holding in the bars for the drain. The task proved to be extremely slow and the soft metal of the bed slat wore. He knows me too well and before I could even get an answer out, he has a beer in front me. Smiling, he says “This one is on me.” “That’s where I want to be… on you!” It is out of my mouth before I even knew what I was saying. I blush and giggle, trying to make it sound less serious than I meant it. Tim just smiled, saving me from my own embarrassment and went back to his customers. Now, don’t get me wrong. Tim is stunningly handsome: Dark hair that falls over his eyes, a bit too shaggy for. “Lift your legs up and rest them on my waits,” he instructs and you oblige.He now takes hold of his cock at the base with his right hand, pushes the head down in line with your pussy and with a quick thrust of the hips, slides 3 or 4 inches of cock into you now slimy hole.He now starts to fuck you again, each time pulling the whole of his cock out before sticking it back in you. And each time feeding more shaft into your pussy until only the couple of inches under his hand remain outside. In. She closed her eyes, french kissed him and wrapped her legs around his muscular back as her crotch started to grind against him. Her hold on him became tighter as he made out with her, keeping her on her back on the dining table. He pulled his shorts down as her panties started to slowly come off, it was admirable how he was able to hold her down with just one arm while doing all of this."You're fucking breaking this dining table, let me get up!" she said, being held down. "You're paying if.