My heartbeats increased too high. I hesitantly, opened my mouth wide enough to take in his cock. I could only take in its head and I knew I would chok... if I took it further in. I ran my tongue all over its shining red head while my hand continued stroking. Sir had one hand on the back of my head and he was pushing it to take in his cock further. I had to stop several times to take in some air. His cock was simply gigantic. He then made me go on all fours on his bed. He said it would be easier. ”“Why’s that?”“When you fuck, unless she’s on top, you are controlling the thrusting. With a blow job, you are completely defenceless and she controls all the action.”“Another thing, when you’re fucking Abby or any other girl, the size of their tits is somewhat important.”“What do you mean?”“The rule of thumb is the larger the girl’s tits, the less attention you give them when fucking. Otherwise, the girl might think you’re only interested in her tits. Now the smaller their tits are, the more. And her nails were painted black. Let’s call her Priya (I use that name for all the girls in my stories) Priya is a divorced woman, honestly, I’m still surprised how she is still single, any man would be lucky to have her. I met her while travelling in a bus, the seat next to her was the only empty one, we talked for about 10 mins before her stop came. Then the unexpected happened, she handed me a slip with her number on it. I was excited and scared at the same time. I couldn’t control myself. She told him that sex could be enjoyable for them both. He wanted to know where she had learned that and he beat her until she had told him. Her husband then told her father and then he beat Mary until she confessed too. She warned me that her father would demand that I marry Mary because no Amish man would have her now. She would be shunned for a period of time, maybe just a year if she were lucky. I told Theresa that I would love to marry Mary and she smiled. She said that her father and some.