Trish's eyes bulged out of their sockets, as if her body was already so full of cock there was no room left for anything else. She clawed at the plast...c sheet that covered the pool table and she said "Oh, you fucker! Oh, you nasty nasty fucker!"His dick ripped deeper into Tricia, and she screamed, half in pain, half in pleasure. Taking Roger's tool up her shitter had been 'nothing' compared to the ramrodding of this bigger, stiffer, meaner weapon.When it came to fucking, she knew, Kyle Newberry. With his eyes closed, Clark starts to dip his fingers into his sissy cum, and lick them clean afterwards, not resisting the impulse to taste his own sissy cum. He is lost in his sissy reality, savoring cum as if savoring a God's nectar. His sissy clitty goes limp after a while, and he starts releasing his bladder contents. Still lost in his dreams of giant cocks and rivers of cum, the sissy slut doesn't notice how strong scented and girlish smelling his pee actually is now.Clark awakens a few. O’Dell, and have a seat at my kitchen table.” she said, indicating where she wanted me to sit. Sitting across from me, she leaned over, showing off even more of her large creamy breasts. “Like what you see?” she asked. Blushing mightily at being caught, I was speechless. “Never seen tits before?” she added, reaching for my hands, clasped together and laying out on the table. “Well?” “I…uh…I….haven’t Maam. At least, not the real thing ..just some pictures” I stuttered. “I’m, I’m sorry.” Taking. ” “Extended weekend? Really?” I exclaimed, taken by surprise.“Yes, really, Marc,” she replied with a malicious glint in her eyes.“Do you recall how we experimented sexually in college and right from the get-go of our marriage?” She asked, leaning so close that I became aware she was not wearing a bra. Her hard nipples pressed against my chest most deliciously.“How can I forget, many of my stories are about those astonishing occasions,” I replied, looking into her eyes and kissing her neck with.