He was probably a little over 6". I said, "That's not that big.” Dave said, "What do you mean that's not big?" I said, "I've got one bigger than tha...t." Dave replied, "Prove it." So there I was in my best friend's basement about to prove to him that I had a cock larger than the one in the book. I said, "I don't know, I feel a little weird about this." Dave said, "I dare you." Well you never back down from a dare at 16, so I said, "OK, but you have to show me yours, too." He agreed, then we both. I figured he was carrying her since she loved to be carried like a little puppy. He laid her on the bed.“Shh,” she was saying.“Don’t fucking shush me,” he whispered.I felt the bed press harder, meaning he was getting on the bed with her. I wanted to whip around and curse them out but continued pretending to be asleep. They had fucked so much on the futon maybe they were just going to knock out. They had done that before.She mumbled something and trailed off. He moved. I could tell he was in. . your chest, your arms," she stammered, as her eyes roamed over my heaving body."Let me see you," I said, placing a hand on each shoulder and then moving them over her back and arms and sides and bare stomach, testing the muscles under her skin, and finally feeling the tremor that coursed through her as I slid my hand over her skin under her belly button. Kneeling before her I grasped each leg in turn, slowly running my hands over her calves, her quads, her hamstrings and then onto her firm. It didn’t take long for her to pull my hand to her waistband and push it down the crack of her ass. I didn’t stop until I had her shaved pussy cradled in my hand and could feel the wetness of her womanhood.As I cradled her pussy in my hand, she started to move her hips ever so slightly and grind her labia into my fingers. Taking her cue, I bent my middle finger upward and felt it slide inside her dripping pussy. As I moved my finger back and forth inside her slick love tunnel, I managed to get.