? All the while you are jerking offand are ready to shoot your big load of cum.?I tell you what a good little piggy slut you have been for me that nig...htso you get to cum anywhere you like on me.?You jump up and grab me by the hair and pull me down on my knees whilestill rubbing your fat hard cock, you spit on my face and roughly pull my titsout of my bra pinching my nipples so hard I get a tear in my eyes then youshoot a monstrous load of cum all over my fat titbags and pulling my hair. " "What do you mean?" "Just look at you honey, that FACE! You look like a blond, blue eyed Terri Hatcher. Superman would be taken with you and with your Batgirl training from Halloween, you even talk and squeal like Terri. Those eyes. A man could drown in those deep blue pools ." "Oh, come ON Carol." "Don't mind me. Just doing a little fantasizing. Bert honey, we can just no longer put up with that name in our little circle of girl friends. Do we not have more fun than you ever did with. It was huge relative to the size of his body and hung down almost below his knees even in the soft state. He was obviously proud of it as he took it in both hands and walked around the edge of the circle displaying it to the spectators. He stopped in front of the straining Kevin and with a small teasing grin, stroked it into a semi-hardness. Kevin could not take his eyes from the growing fleshy rod, unable to believe that it was going to be the instrument that would ravish his helpless wife in. “I didn’t moan,” I said in protest.“Yes, you did, when I was doing your thighs, and especially when I touched your nipples,” Andy elaborated.“I’ll show you moaning,” I said.Something came over me, and I rushed my hand down between my legs, finding my clit with my fingers, then rubbing it right in front of him. I pushed a breathy moan from my mouth with the intent of Andy hearing me. If he wanted to tease me about moaning, then I could tease him with my moans. I moaned again, rubbing myself.