But hell, Sarah just liked the feel of a cock in her hand-the way it was so soft and pulpy at first with the bag hanging loose. And then the way the p...ick grew and the bag tightened, the man's groans, his squirting cock, and, best of all, the exquisite feeling it gave her. She got so she could come herself, sometimes, while she brought a guy off. Those were the best times. She liked the idea of making a man feel so good.It was only natural that it would finally happen. One afternoon they went. Here Mona paused and took a deep breath.‘Since morning I have been wracking my brains as to how I could get to fuck Sahebji’ she continued, ‘I even thought of asking you but was afraid you might not understand. I then stooped so low as to put a sleeping pill in your after dinner coffee and added more sugar to disguise its bitter taste. When you left it after drinking half of it saying it isntoo sweet I did not know what to do. The lure of Sahebji’s big cock was too great for me, I decided to. I reached into my boxers and grabbed my cock. I wanted to fuck this woman so badly right now.Suddenly what Mom was saying penetrated my blood-starved brain and brought me to my senses, “I want you to do what you did the other night on the couch.”I nodded dumbly as I continued to stroke myself. Mom slid her panties down and took them off just before she climbed up on the bed and laid down. Her eyes never left what I was doing with my hand in my boxers. I dropped my cock, suddenly embarrassed. Look at her take it. She loves it."I am not really loving it. But I do like it better with this boy than the other. He seems a lot more sensitive and gentle, even if he is wrecking me with this enormous cock of his. It's probably his first time. Next time he will probably get over his shyness and be more like the blonde boy. Its something I noticed happening in more guys than one. Once they've had you once they feel like they can treat you any way they want. And the thing is they can. I'm.