He smiles, so handsome, but also a bit wry because he knows what he’s about to do to me. He pushes in very slowly and it’s completely overwhelming.... I groan, looking straight into the camera with wide eyes.“Fuck! You’re huge.”He doesn’t stop. He grunts.“You’re so tight, Michelle. You feel so good.”He says something dirty with each inch that slides inside. It hurts at first, but I open up to accommodate his massive cock. He coaches me to take him deeper. I do, very slowly, not breaking eye. It was very erotic. Then Mary removed her panties showing a full dark haired bush, she alot of pink also. Marge made an inspection of us now. Then the ladies asked how many women we had each been with. We each made up a number then the women said that we should tell the truth and we all said that we had never been with a woman. This info made the women even more interested in us, they got hornier. They asked if we had even seen a girl naked or kissed or anything and we said no. They knelt. He dug his fingers in the front and shifted things around."Are you... hard?" she asked, which sounded more like an accusation."What? No. Are you k**ding?"He sat there, still having a hard time adjusting himself.Finally, he confessed. "A little. I don't know what's going on. It's like, I'm not aroused, but there it is."He gestured down to his crotch area.Gwen raised an eyebrow. "You're not aroused, but your dick is hard?" You wouldn't understand." You're right. I don't. All I know is that caves. I would need to find her and see what was going on. It wasn’t like her to not talk to me at least a couple of times a day.I did my best cool-kid swagger and struck a pose in front of the three girls. I was impressed when they purposefully checked me out and then acted as if they weren’t impressed. Who were they kidding? I was David Dawson, star quarterback, fashion model and movie star. I was giving them my best thousand-yard sultry stare when everything was ruined. Someone gave me a hip-check.