When we got to the house she got out of the car while I put my hard cock away. When I got out off the car I heard cat calls and yells of take it off. ...This was coming from across the street at the apartment building where there are always people hanging around in the summer months. I looked up to see 6 or 8 guys in there late teens or early twenties all looking up to my porch. I looked over and saw Andrea standing on the porch under the porch light with her blouse all the way open and with her. She pulled him out, took a deep breath and then shoved him all the way into her throat quickly, knowing that he was going to blast his load straight into her guts and knowing that was exactly what she wanted.The black guy moaned as his cock stiffened and twitched. “I’m going to cum.” He yelled, giving her a chance to change her mind. But, Leanne was bent on her task and forced him even deeper so that his balls slapped against her chin. Blast after blast shot straight down her throat. She didn’t. That’s it. I’m going to cum all over your young fucking cock,” she told him through gritted teeth.Tony made a motion to speak but Melissa’s hand quickly clasped over his mouth stopping him in his tracks.“Don’t say a fucking word,” she commanded him.Her other hand was pushing back from his chest as she pounded him into the bed. At one point Melissa nearly pushed back too far but recovered her movements just in time to feel his cock slide the whole of the way back inside her. That was the stroke. Sometimes a thin sheet helps, an additional covering to numb the pulse. I rub, slowly but surely; sliding fingers down the sides of the solid shaft; tracing the familiar outline of the hardness.My cock isn't unusual, I don't think. It's soft over hard, stretchy skin covering a rigid shaft. It's almost flat when I'm on my back, and slightly curved towards my body. Its girth is an unknown. Small enough that I can encircle it with forefinger and thumb, heavy enough that the sleeping one beside me.