I rose to my feet, kept those legs over my shoulders, and made sure her pussy was in a straight line shot. I reared my hips back, and was just about t... make the power thrust of all thrusts, straight in as deep and as hard as I could go.Just before, I "pulled the trigger", She busted out crying. I don't mean just crying because she had finally felt herself cum for real. I mean the kind of cry that wracked her whole body. Her legs left my shoulders, and she immediately went into the fetal. I have to say that I began getting turned on by the possibility as well. I've seen Gina nude a million times, but never in front of a pack of horny young men, who can say that?I kept my mouth shut for a while when suddenly I blurted, "Awe hell, baby, you're cleaning their clocks, they'll be the ones sitting there looking silly."As she jokingly put her feet up in the chair and tightly wrapped her arms around her legs, rather like trying to completely cover herself, she began giggling replying. Tasha gave me a searing French kiss, and then we got in so I could take her home. At her door, I received a chaste kiss, and then Tasha went into the house, turning to wink as she closed the door. I, and my thoroughly addled brain, went back to my car and drove home.August 19, 1982, West Monroe, OhioBy Thursday morning I’d mostly recovered from my date with Tasha. I thought back to things some of the girls had said about using sex as a trap, but I simply didn’t get that feeling from Tasha. It. My hand would not go all the way around it. I could put both of my hands around it and my grandpa's cockhead still poked out past my little hands. It was a lot bigger than I had thought when we were looking at it from the doorway. I wondered how something like that would ever fit inside of a girl. He put is hand on mine and showed me how to move it up and down. It felt funny. It was hard inside but the outer skin was soft and smooth and moved without the inside moving, and it was very.