Now here it was. Largerthan me thick and veiny, everything I had hoped for. Withjust a moments hesitationI took my first lick then took his cock in my...mouth. Heslid in slowly in and out for maybe two minutes then droppedto his knees opened my robe completely as well and begansucking meThatwas the start of our night ending up with each of us cummingseveral times before Iwent back to my room about 2 am still high as a kite andamazed what had just happened. I'vehooked up with him many times now. Yet, my mouth is too tiny and his anatomy too lengthy for me to ever hope to be able to press my lips against its base. The power of the anatomy inside my mouth and between my fingers is almost overwhelming. Although I am typically a fiercely-independent woman well on her way up the corporate ladder, the sight – or even the mere mention – of this anatomy causes me to swoon. Here I am, a member of the majority, kneeling before a member of the minority, yet I feel – deep in my heart, I. The previous year, I went out with a girl who was also in our friends circle named Danielle. Things were good for a while, but she ended up leaving me after 8 months or so for some jock she had sworn was just a friend. I was devastated. She said she hadn't been happy for a while, and that it was partly because I couldn't satisfy her sexually. She said I had a small dick, but I knew she was just being a bitch. Besides, she didn't matter anymore. I was going to have Brittany. You couldn't wipe. "Like that, sexy?" I breathed, running my tongue around her warm head. Her hands tangled in my hair and pushed my face forward. "Just like that, baby," she cooed. "Don't stop there!" I obliged, sucking her shaft into my mouth. Her warm cock filled my mouth, and I lapped at her snake with my tongue. She moaned, pushing me down onto her, and I pushed back, worried that I was going to gag. She wanted to fuck my throat though, and as I backed away, her hands held my head in place. Suddenly she.