I could feel his member getting a little hard, maybe another inch bigger. I kissed it softly, worshipfully. With awe I watched it grow again, and grow...again as I kissed and licked. What a member! It was at least nine inches, tapered at the top but widening to a swollen solid shaft. Looking back to appreciate it fully, I also took in his large dangling balls, full of sperm I wanted inside me.I could have worshipped and loved his cock for hours, but he said: “We’re here to fuck, honky”. A little. I knew for a fact that at eighteen she had absolutely no experience with men’s cocks and the damage they could do to her unopened doorways to heaven on earth in copulating bliss.One night after Aunt Rose was in her cups and I helped her up to the bedroom, I sat her down on the sofa and convinced her that she needed a “massage” to take care of her aching legs and feet all worked to a frazzle cleaning the pool. She was still wearing the one piece swimsuit that she loved so much, and I had easy. ”Jane reached round the back, unfastened the catch and lowered the zip. Now she put her thumbs on each side of the waist of her slacks. She then wiggled and lowered the slacks while she hummed the tune “the stripper” I was delighted with that departure from instructions. When the slacks were lying on the floor Jane stepped out of them and resumed the position in front of the laptop. She was wearing her usual white cotton knickers. Once again she put her thumbs intot he waist band and started. Back to main story maine uski salwar ka naara khol diya or uski chadhdhi me hand daal diya or uski choot ko choone laga. Uski choot gili ho gayi thi. Maine apni ungi uski choot me daal di to wo aasani se chali gayi coz of wetness of choot. Fir main choot me ungi ander bahar karne laga. Thodi der baad mujhe laga ki ab daal dena chahiye to maine uski salwaar or kachchi utarne chahi. Main salwaar or chadhdhi ek saath utarne laga par usne chudidar salwaar pahan raki thi, jo uske pairo me fas gayi.