”“I have to join my sister, excuse me.”“What for?”“The both of you will find out.”As soon as Kyra left Pam, she laid back down on the fl...oor and said:“Jean, fuck me.”Before I did anything, I asked her:“How many guys have you had?”“One, but, he was not very good.”“Okay.”With that, I took my top off, got on my knees and slowly guided my cock into Pam’s extremely wet pussy. Once it was buried up to my balls inside her, she wrapped her legs around me and pushed her heels into my butt pushing me in. “I was just disappointed, because ... well, in the fantasy, the girl is always wearing lingerie. You know, a sexy bra, black lacy panties.”Without even thinking about it, I glanced down to my own panties. They were blue, with a little ribbon at the top. They were cute, but I had to admit - they were hardly sexy.Of course, they weren’t meant to be sexy. They were panties! I wasn’t going to change my wardrobe, especially for someone else’s fantasy. I looked up to give my brother a piece of my. I also let slip his nickname. She asked me why I called him that. I was just drunk enough to blurt out his size. I told Trish he was 10′ long and as big around as a can. She told me that I was disgusting, but thankfully laughed, so I knew she wasn’t mad at least. I dropped it and the evening ended normally except for one thing. When we made love that night, Trish was unusually wet. She kept telling me to ram my ‘big’ cock into her. I tried to oblige and fucked her as hard as I could. We both. As i looked around i noticed a nasty looking blond on the other side of the bar looking at me and smiling. drunk and feeling a little cocky i headed over to ask her to dance. when we got out on the dance floor and started dancing is when i realized just how drunk i was. i stumbled and had to hold on to her to keep from falling. which she thought was kind of funny. lets go sit down and wait for a slow dance she said.when we got back to her booth and sat down she was not shy at all she was all.