Khana khane ke baad hum dono ek saath baith kar TV dekhne lage wo kuch serials dekh rahi thi me to boor ho raha tha phir bhi dekh raha tha beech me ja... add dene laga to usme condom ka add dikha raha tha, maine aunty se poocha ki ye kis cheegh ka addHe to usne meri taraf kuch sakhii nazro se dekha aur kehne lagi ” abhi tu chota he bada ho jaiga to maalum ho jaige” maine phir poocha ki “abhi kyon maalum nahi hogi” to usne kaha “me nahi bata sakti” karib 10.00/10.30 pm baj rahe the to usne ka. She was essentially unattainable though, due to a variety of facts, rumors, innuendos, and half-truth urban legends. She was shy (which she was), she was stuck-up (perhaps a little), she was a lesbian (that was the hot one, WAS she?), she was a virgin (probably so), she had a boyfriend (girlfriend?) back home. That last one was the oddest one, she lived less than ten miles from College Park. Though, back in those days, that was the easy, convenient excuse used by any boy towards any girl who. I repeated this with each thigh for a couple times and each time I could see the juices glistening in her pussy and running down the crack of her ass.I saw that her nipples were hard and I gently got on the bed and knelt beside her head and shoulders. I played with her nipples by pinching and pulling them, getting harder each second. I was kneeling next to her head and I let my cock touch her lips and I ran the head up her neck to her lips. She opened her mouth and I slid the hard cock over her. "Yes," I say, trembling."Want this cock now? He mocks, stroking his fat rod.I consider it for no more than a moment, before I open my knees to take in the swollen thing. It oddly looks much larger and imposing, now that it's aimed at my little hole. I nod but feel a flicker of fear as he crawls up my body, while his cock wags back and forth like an excited dog tail...if the hound was a mutant. He presses the head up against my opening, feeling the familiar pressure of a penis bound for entry..