She says it has to be a decent size. She twice has been with men who had small penises and though they were nice guys, she felt it was not as good sex...ally and she did not feel fulfilled (nor filled properly). She always says at least six inches is good, but seven or eight inches when erect is better. She says women who say penis size does not matter are deluded, inexperienced (they must have never enjoyed a big one!) or simply lying to make their smaller husbands happy. Whether we have end up. I raised her a little and kissed her lips.All these was done and said in few seconds. What ever said and done between us that time was very little. But what her heart said to me, and how I responded was very big, that contained a lot. By 12.30 all went off. Just I and Smita were left. She was all smiling and her face glittering with pleasure. I lay my self on sofa in living room. After giving fare well to last two couples with their k**s, the house looked deserted. Smita came and sat next to. Most were pleasant people. A loud noise could be heard from around the corner which caught Keira's attention. Following it, she came face to face with a crowd of young people about her age clapping and cheering loudly to what seemed a competition. As she passed through the crowd and came closer to the front she could see a man on a horse like a rodeo.He was doing his best to control the animal from what she could see, but it seemed the animal was controlling him. Suddenly he was thrown off the. My hard cock, along with my lustful desires, wouldn’t let me sleep. I was staying at my friend Jon’s house and sleeping on the floor of his room. In just a few short days, I had touched my first cock, sucked my first cock, been sucked and fucked, all for the first time. It wasn’t my friend that introduced me to “Gay” sex, it was his dad. His big, burly, hairy, manly dad.As I layed there, my cock ached. It ached for relief, it begged to be touched and needed to be pulled on. Much more than that.