Georgia’s eyes widened, and a long, loud moan left her mouth as her orgasm began. Gareth just enjoyed it for a few minutes, the feeling of her pussy... contracting around him, a mixture of her orgasm, and her vagina trying to adjust to the invasion of a giant penis.“Congratulations honey, you’re no longer a virgin,” Molly said. “How does it feel?”“Amazing…so amazing…” Georgia moaned, a tear running down her face. “Thank you…”“You’re very welcome.” Gareth leaned down, and locked lips with her,. Steak...and that is to feed their faces. I can tell, you cooked this. This is special." Molly stood up grabbed one of the candles with one hand and reached for my hand with the other. "Bring the other candle, I think we can find something to eat for desert." I almost joined the "Red Wing" Society"We walked into the front room and placed the candles on the Early American garage sale coffee table. She opened the hassock that served as an end table and pulled out that nice, furry oversized. I fondly remember her starting to grind her pussy against my cock. In short order I had both hands on her butt and was encouraging and grinding back. Then somewhere in all this I got my hand under her and felt a very large sopping wet vagina. Never got to look at it. I guess I was too rough as she almost jumped off. Then came the magic words. She told me she had to be in control, she was older and thus the boss and that she had never done before what she was about to do. And I had to. Once I was done, Vladimir walked out fully clothed. He had on a black shirt with a grey vest over it, red skinny jeans, and black converse. "Looking delicious as always." I complimented him. "You don't look bad yourself." He chuckled. I rolled my eyes and threw a cotton ball at him. I put on eyeliner and mascara. He put on a thin layer of eyeliner himself. Making his blue eyes pop more than usual. "Let's go get breakfast or whatever." He said. I nodded and we headed out to his car, where we.