” I shirked off Amaya’s hands and leaned all the way back in my seat. “Are you serious?” Amaya nodded. “Yes. And I... feel really bad about it too. I mean, a relationship shouldn’t be all about sex. But it’s a big part of it. And if I can’t make love to you whenever I want to without being afraid of you hurting me with that giant thing of yours, then there’s just no point in even trying to make something work between us.” “Did I hurt you or something?” . Who fucks who, do you both fuck each other, and what if this guy has a huge dick and wants to fuck me with it? No way was I ready for that. We get to her apartment which I could only describe as a shit hole. It was in a dark, dumpy building with broken down cars in the parking lot. The apartment smelled bad. There was no furniture and dirty clothes were strewn all over the place with a double size mattress on the floor in the middle of the living room. If there ever was a time to turn. Trevor then pushes me onto the dresser and I spread my legs as he begins to kiss me. My dress is now hiked up and I wasn't wearing any panties and Trevor starts to play with my pussy a bit as he's kissing me. It felt amazing. The next thing I know he picks me up and tosses me onto the bed and starts licking my tight little shaved pussy. OMG, this guy knew how to eat pussy too. The whole time Dee is watching, but now Dee has his cock out and is stroking it and it was big as well. Trevor kept. But on his face was a grin unlike any ever seen on a possum. His forepaws were busy doing something Bronson felt certain he didn’t want to know about. ‘Pasquale, what in the name of Moby Dick are you talking about?’ The possum continued watching for a moment, then he glanced down. ‘Man, that dude is like some kid unwrapping a birthday present. Check it out.’ Bronson looked back. The female was standing while the male shucked off her pants. The boat rocked a bit. But she put her hands on his.