A clean shaven light pinkish virginal lips was smiling at me. I took my cock and start to rub on her pussy. With a few stroke, her nectar starts to fl...ows, coating the tip of my rubbered cock while I wet her more. I continue to wipe her pussy with my cock and each wipe; I push myself forward to try to get the cock head to open her pussy lips. After a few try, I position nicely and start to shove my cock in. It was difficult. Man~! She is freaking tight as a virgin!She was screaming when I push. I pull up briefly to let it splash over your taut abdominals until it streams to the floor and down your beautifully sculpted legs in a spider web of white. I love watching the way it glazes your skin, running in rivulets that tempt my tongue even before you push me down on my knees. My mouth starts at the base of your cock, and I slowly lick the milk trails along the deep vee of your pelvic lines. I continue upward, hunched on my heels, lapping at your skin and doing a half-moon circle around. I went straight to the question “How big is your dick?” I asked him taking a sip of my cocktail “Better if I show you” he said with a grin on his face, I hated him already, he took my hand and I seriously did not like the feel of his touch, his color alone made me want to puke, but as I said I wanted to find out the MYTH. We went outside in a lightly dim alley by the bar and he unzipped his pants, shoved his hand down the right side of his pants and pulled out what looked to me as a fucking. One of the perks Philip received from being married to me, albeit only six months, was all the sex he could handle. However, as a 61 year old man, his mind was willing but his body was having trouble keeping up. Every day, I would give him a blowjob either at work or as soon as we got home then ask him to make love to me before we went to bed. Don't get me wrong, he loved it but I was physically wearing him out. On one of those days, we were in his office with him lying on his leather couch.