Big. It's so big. Aaaaaaaaaah! Deeper. Deeper. Go deeper. Oh shit. I love your dick. Keep it inside me. Oooooooooh!" ... Moving out here was a good idea. The rest of the neighborhood would certainly know me better after tonight. I was getting tired but my dick wasn't done yet. My dick was in Cynthia's ass all the way. The love for my dick continued and Cynthia couldn't get enough of it. Her dirty talk got my dick rolling and stayed. He looked at the paperwork and read the address once again before taking the steps towards the door. It read, ‘Catherine Holmes 3032 Edgewood Drive Apt. 301’. He thought for a moment, ‘No way could I be so lucky’. He took the steps up the sidewalk towards the door, there was a buzzer for each apartment, he found 301 and with a pounding heart he pushed the button. There was a moment of silence, then through his peripheral vision he could see a figure peek around the window in the third floor. Which in a way, made everything I had recently learned about her, that much harder for me to digest and accept. If in fact, I ever could.Sitting there at my kitchen table waiting for the phone to ring, I ran so many scenarios through my mind, I was beginning to get a headache because of it. I still wasn't a hundred percent sure I could actually go through with this either. I didn't know how I'd feel seeing her with someone else, even though I knew he ... they, would be total and complete. .. then she slid down, her dangling breasts brushing their way down my back, then over my ass, where she pressed them against my buttocks, then slid between my legs.She split my legs apart and I felt her face move between my cheeks, and her hot tongue flick against my asshole. She did that for a moment and then I felt a finger slide in, ripping its way inside me, pain and pleasure, shock and desire all at once. She began to slide the finger in and out as she moved up a bit, her big tits rolling.