She had a hard time keeping boyfriends, maybe because she was also very vain. Yes she was vain about sex; she always needed to know that she was the b...st at fucking and sucking. She prided herself on her sexual talents. She did everything she could to prove how great sex with her was. The guys got tired of having to tell her that even if it was true. She gave them the best sex they ever had but when someone prettier and less demanding came along, off they went. Between boy friends she would. ‘Yes,’ he said, ‘I like and Silvio will as well. You’ll knock him dead.’ With that he turned to Gianna, ‘Are you OK Arna, ready?’ She smiled a sad smile. This was, could be, a turning point in her life, all our lives really, so I wasn’t surprised she was sad. ‘Yes, I’m ready. Let’s go.’ So off we went to Silvio’s hearts in our mouths, hoping that everything would work out. Gianna let us in when we got to their house and we went into the lounge. Silvio must have heard us come in and came in a. She was a bit surprised as he grabbed and pushed her against the wall and frowned a bit but then he got on his knees. He didn’t need to do it as he certainly did not need to make her more wet as she was taking care of that all by herself with the excitement and expectation she was feeling, nothing could make her more wet then she was. He got on his knees because he missed her taste, the bitter nectar that while not the best of flavours, was the biggest aphrodisiac anyone could ever taste. Fuck. She pulled off his pants and boxers and gasped at the sight of his 9′ monster, ready to attack. A minute later, she had pushed him into her, was grinding on him any which way, and was nearing her first orgasm. ‘Oh! Oh, yeah, Baby. Just like that. Keep hitting my clit with that huge dick. Make me cum all over you. Ohmigod. Just like that! Yes! Yes! I’m cumming!’ Watching her was stimulating, but as he kept pumping into her, he couldn’t help but think, ‘Damn. I don’t even know her name. What kind.