As she realizes the fact that she basically let everyone in the store know that I have a tiny dick her eyes widened as if she felt really embarrassed ...he fact that she is fucking a small penis every night. On our way down the elevator I got a few stares from the people from the sex store. I caught one of them eyeing my bulge or the lack there of. As we walked out of the building. Cristina bursted in laughter, I get it. I just let her have her fun. I myself am not to conscious about my the size. I know that firsthand (she gave my crotch a gentle squeeze). But that doesn’t mean you can’t experiment does it? (I didn’t say anything) Being curious and experimenting doesn’t commit you to a lifestyle does it?” Acknowledging her logic I agreed. Overcoming my reluctance to talk, I told her I hadn’t been with a man but did occasionally fantasized about it. That sparked her interest and another round of questions, “When you fantasize what does he … or they look like?”I stammered, “They?” She. Jenna felt my pleasure and said with a lustful voice "Oh yes baby give mommy all of you." Within a minute I spewed my hot jism deep into Jenna's pussy and as I did she flooded my cock with her sweet creamy honey nectar.We collapsed together as we came down from our orgasmic high and soon the world around us came back into view I had had some fairly hot sex while in college but never this hot. We both knew instinctively that we were soulmates and destined to be lovers."Oh baby you have made me. He was going to live. That is what mattered. That is all that mattered. Right? Then why did I feel so fucking guilty and angry? I pushed the feelings deep inside of me, imagining that I shoved them into a room shutting the door. It felt silly, and was a hollow attempt at soothing myself. I had my eyes closed during my self pity, when I opened them, I noticed two people standing in the doorway. One was a tall woman, with a natural elegance and beautiful face that faintly reminded me of.