In its deflated state, it was bigger than my own, and I had always thought I was above average. He obviously wasn't satisfied with my efforts, and whe...n he spoke it was high pitched as a result of his lungs being full of smoke. He didn't bother to exhale before giving me on order.'Use your hands.'Obediently I took his huge dick between my joined together hands, the last two or three inches extending out and hanging loosely. Lifting it up to my lips, I couldn't help myself. Maybe it was the. But he'd be tired or pretend he was, which was the same thing. It was always the same lately. She almost had to beg for it and then he'd throw her a quick fuck.It wasn't as if Bob wasn't a virile man. His cock was as big and hard as ever when he was in the mood. And at moments like this when she'd had a few beers she had to admit Bob's lack of interest wasn't her only problem. Her gravest problem was her oldest son. Lately she thought about the boy more and more. She thought about having sex. ..feeling them get hard under your touch.Your fingers tracing around them my nipples getting harder.Leaning back against you, I can feel your hardness against me, I press my body tight against you.You slide your hands under my skirt, Your hands gently caressing me as they move downward.As your hands move over my belly and further down, you discover I'm not wearing anything under my skirt.Your fingers seeking and finding my heat.They slide between my lips, moving back and forth, your fingers. Her name was Jen. She was also single, but off limits of course as I was fucking her mate. Very soon me and my mates went on nights out with her and her mates. One thing led to another and one of my mates called James got with Jen. I was pretty jealous of how much of a lucky fucker he was getting to fuck her. Quite often whilst I was fucking Hannah, I used to close my eyes and fantasise about fucking Jen and blowing my load deep in her cunt, but of course I'd not seen her naked. All I could do.