"Greg snorted. "But it's still good of you. I've never had a boyfriend where the parents were so chilled about it. It makes it easy for us if we don't...have to sneak around." She gave a wry grin and pulled her coat over her shoulders."Well you are both eighteen," came the response and Fiona nodded, before chastising her date for the umpteenth time: he had left his tuxedo jacket in his room. "And we think you are very good for him," his mother whispered in her ear. Fiona giggled.The local. A tight black bathing suit is all you have on. And while tight, it's no more risqué then some of the other things you own. Your long jet black hair has been pulled back into a pony tail. Even with your makeup scrubbed off you are still a beauty, displaying all the best features of your Italian father and Cuban mother. You've got her ass.You've only begun to realize the impossibility of where you are and this nightmare cock approaching you when you realize it's gotten even closer. It rose up. She replied I am happy it me, now I positioned myself at the entrance of her vagina, tried to push it slowly, unsuccessful, we tried few times before it we placed it properly at the entrance, finally the top part went it she let out a sight of pain, she said haven’t tried anything this thick so far, she said wait in the same position for few moments I did the same she said, asked me to give another push she was again in pain I offered to withdraw but she rejected after few moments with another. 85m, so much taller than me) and also quite fat.A real English man I would say. Although he is from England, he actually lived in Prague, the Czech Republic where he works at a big company as an assistant manager.We started to talk on Skype, we 'met' each other via webcam and I have to say, he looked very white to me. He is very friendly though, quite intelligent, he has some humor, and he is also a musician. I felt attracted to him because he didn't talk about sex.So after a couple of months.