I tried to get up but he pulled my legs towards him and spread it wide and without a warning pushed his huge Lund inside my dry tight choot. .I cried ...ut in pain but he planted his mouth on mine so I could not speak and just said mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmHe withdrew his Lund and pushed it again and started fucking me hard and deep.Suddenly I realized my choot getting wet and I knew I wanted it. I lifted my legs higher as he reached deeper.He started sucking my choochiyaan and now I cried out in. She thought, Could it have been a fluke? But no, every singletime. She began to realize that she wanted him, every part of him,wanted to kiss every part of him, wanted every part of him touching her,wanted to be soft for him, wanted to serve him, wanted to do anything hewanted her to do.It was so wonderful, even though it did come me at a price.She realized at some point that she no longer heard that little voicethat gave her such awesome advice. She missed it, but she didn't needit. She didn't. As I did, I looked at Marsha and then I said "He's got a fat sac....and a nice set of nuts within it seems almost a shame to take them." That got his attention, and his eyes went wide, and as contemplated my words his body stiffened and he started to struggle. Marsha burst out laughing. She leaned over and gave me a kiss, and then she said: "Yeah....he does seem fond of them. Too bad I guess. I hope he enjoyed it when he fucked you. Look on the bright side your seed will live one." We took a. Something about the first moments before penetration really got my heart racing. I tried to focus on the pulsing mushroom resting between my lips. Nothing visual, I just knew I was ready. Nudging forward, I felt him enter me ever so slightly. I gasped.Was he more excited than usual? Was this the so-called morning wood? Whatever it was, he felt bigger which in turn made me feel tighter. Instinct kicked in. His cock slid into me, parting my insides. I enjoyed the slow deliberate penetration.Slow.