I was getting excited though. I wanted him badly. Not as much as he wanted me, but I knew I had to have him inside me. He was a nice guy too. I co...uld make out a thin shiny square in his hand. He had thought to bring protection. "Let me put that on for you, dear." I said. He had dropped his shorts on the floor and I could tell that he was ready. I could have used some foreplay, but I didn't think he could hold it in much longer. He already had the foil open. I took the condom from him. I clamp my other hand around her tit and squeeze with all my strength as I now slide all four fingers and thumb deep inside her. I form them into a fist and begin to pump deeper and deeper, making her d**g-befuddled face grimace with the shock. I penetrate her hard: her hips writhe feebly as I fist her wrist-deep, then slowly force in until half my forearm has disappeared, stretching her cunt wide open. He juices dribble thickly each time I pull my arm back, and there is a delicious squelching. On more than one occasion, they had asked me for some input, to which I would typically laugh and say, "I can't get into that." The last thing I wanted was someone's mom or dad getting wind that I was participating in anything like that. They already judged our family, criticized us, and acted different because we weren't typical. We were laid-back, didn't concern ourselves with how others thought about us, and pretty well did what our own thing.One night I decided that I really didn't give a. I love the way a big set of tight balls look as they are pulled up tight to a fat cock. I wanted nothing more that to have them in my mouth.I then moved up and ran my lips and slightly open mouth slowly up and down his cock. Like I was catching the drips of an ice cream cone as they ran down the sides. His cock was cut and had to be 9 inches long and chocolate brown in color. Beautiful with a nice defined head. The kind of head I would see girls popping in and out of their mouths in all the.