Oh shit he was fucking huge! I mean like eight inches huge and so thick! “Wow Greg you’re gonna make some girl happy with that!” He smiled awkwa...rdly as he held his huge wanger in his hand. I’ve only got a tight little pussy, but I was getting really, really wet and I knew I just had to feel that cock inside me, no matter how big he was. I walked right up to him and turned round and inched my knickers down. “Do you want to put that in me Greg?” “Oh God really?!!” “Touch my boobs Greg…” “Oh God. I could not go anywhere; I knew it. I wanted to move, but my body would not listen. When he locked the door, I knew I was stuck. He came to me and laid his body full on mine.The pressure was almost unbearable.He did not say a word. It made me frightened in a whole new way. The silence was terrible.I heard the tinkle and clink of his belt and the zip being pulled. I guessed he was going to fuck me…His hand settled on the bed next to my face as his other guided his dick to me. He rubbed over me. He ignored his sandy blond hair that was plastered to his back. He ignored the emptiness in his stomach. He ignored spots of burned skin all over his body. He ignored the almost boiling hot water that was turning his skin pink even as he stood in its path. He didn't want to thank about these things at the moment. The only thing on his mind was to sleep; he could get away from the world there. There was no pressure while he slept, no expectations and deadlines to meet and certainly no one. She had been speaking to Tina at the time, and the woman across from me seemed to be the only one that noticed anything untoward. The fingers became bold and no longer dainty as they measured and grasped my hardness.Tina shared a private smile with me, probably guessing the circumstances that were happening under the table. "Could I get anyone a drink?" I nodded no, and my friend Sara missed the question entirely. But this gave Tasty Tina an excuse to get away from the table. This in itself was.