They followed her, now stark naked with raging hardons again, and sat on the bed as she dressed. She put on a cupless bra and crotchless panties, and ...ttached thigh-high stockings to them with garters. They watched her bare breasts and ass intently as she carefully slipped into a strappy pair of precariously high stiletto heels and walked over to the bed with small, careful steps. "Something like this?" she asked innocently. "That's perfect," the workman said, taking her by the hand. "Why don't. I held there, pressing as firmly as I could; so that all seven and a half (it felt like I was even eight) inches, were socked home, in the place I had been conceived.“Okay now, Baby,” whispered my mother in my ear, “just a few strokes, to get that sweet hunk of meat completely soaked with my secretions. She, herself, began to move her hips, so that with my counter motion, I was now withdrawing and entering, in a rhythmic dance of loins joining and parting. Mom’s arms went to my back, in a. ..no, she didn't." Lizzie felt a peculiar sort of warmth inside her, that had nothing to do with the sun. "One thing I don't understand..." Just one thing?" teased Natasha."How does it fit? If a man's...if it's as big as you say, there isn't enough room." She blushed, knowing that she was admitting to exploring how much room there was."I wondered about that too. You have to break something inside, and then there's plenty of room." Break something?" I'll show you," said Natasha. She was also. He clutched my hair, and pushed it harder, gagging me. I chocked and coughed. He stepped back and said sorry.I laughed. Pulled him close, and took my time. We removed our clothes and got completely naked. His body was well built. The working out in the gym had really helped him. He seemed to take in my body slowly, feeling up my boobs, rubbing my nipples. And then I started the show. Slow licks on the head of the dick. Oh! They were nice heavy balls. My hand kept stroking that dick. He was.