It was so hard and thick, tanding straight up at 8 inches. He left out a soft groan. It turned me on even more. He unbuttoned my hands slowly, hands s...aking. He pulled my pants to my knees and my underware with it. My hands went under his briefs, and slid them off. "Are you sure this is what you want, Becca?" Brandon whispered in my ear."Yes," I breathed. Brandon put his dick in my dripping, virgin pussy. As, the large dick entered my pussy, I shrieked in pain."Are you okay?" Brandon asked me. Without wasting time, I hid behind the curtain and recorded the whole session for about 15 minutes. I then went down to the parking lot, so that they could have their moments together.As I reached the parking lot, I tried calling the landline and after a few rings, aunty picked up the call. I told her that I was on my way home and I was tired. After I reached home, she opened the door. Due to her lesbian sex, there was a slight glow on her face. I enquired about the glow on her face. She told. Late evenings. Extended lunches. All under the guise that we’ll be bringing the west coast division out of the shambles it’s in now.’ Marissa looked around at the white papered walls set inside deep stained wood frames then rose to her feet. ‘You used to like coming here to The Lotus. Didn’t you point out that these tables were the perfect height so that when I sat on it, spread open for you, it would give you the best penetration?’ She walked to my side of the table and stood close to me. Her. The office smelt of stale alcohol, vomit and urine, and Arron wrinkled his nose in disgust. The commander up close was old, his tunic stained with what Arron did not care to imagine. The small of stale urine seemed to be originating from the commander."Take a seat Captain." He indicated a chair piled with folders and lose papers. "Here, let me clear it for you. He lifted the folders and dropped them unceremoniously on the floor. Arron sat and looked round. The office was a total mess; papers.