The holiday was for our wedding anniversary and without kids so although the plan was for lots of sex to make the most of our freedom, we collapsed in...to the huge king-sized bed and just cuddled up. It was great just lying there with one hand on Anna’s beautiful large tits and before long we just dozed off. I vaguely remember hearing the door of the next room shut noisily and some drunken giggling and thought someone had been having fun! Before long, lying there half-asleep I heard that familiar. On the way to school I received a text and it was from the old guy I had a session with, we had swapped emails during our frenzied camming session, and he was wanting to know if I was still planning to meet him ( another sexual promise made in the heat of the moment). As I read it sitting on the bus, I looked around at some of the other girls my age and wondered if their sex lives had suddenly exploded and made them feel as I did, all new and exciting, with my body giving up so many pleasurable. Handling the empty vase, he whispered in my ear that he was going to make me feel pleasure.I waited breathlessly, for what would come next.I felt the vase, so cool, rubbing against my buttocks, down to my slit and up to my clit. He rubbed it gently and then with more intensity. The vase fitted so perfectly against my cunt and I was getting even wetter with excitement. He suddenly placed the vase at the opening of my soaking wet cunt. Seconds later he pushed the vase inside me...one inch, two. Jen took my phone from my hand and began taking pictures as I dropped to my knees in front of Martin’s monster cock.My heart was beating out of my chest as I slowly took hold of his tool. This was the first time that I had ever touched another guys cock let alone kiss one! Slowly I moved my closed lips closer and finally, our skin touched and I felt a blob of cum shoot from my own tiny cock.“Kiss it like she did or you will be sucking it!” Martin shouted.I puckered my lips and started kissing.