When I met Steve in my senior year at college, I thought I’d found it…his prick was easily 10” long, and one of the thickest I’d seen. After a minute or two, Trent released my boobs, put his hands on my shoulders and pulled my up to my feet. Sex videos As I blew him, I jerked his growing shaft with one hand, then pulled his balls out through his unzipped fly and began massaging them with my other hand. I guess I’ve always been a bit of a size queen. I couldn’t help it….I started sucking. Trent quietly slipped his still semi-hard dick out of my vagina, and I spun around and licked his shaft clean while he massaged my dangling breasts. I pushed my face into the cushions on the back of the couch to stifle my grunts, murmuring, “Holy shit, Trent….uhnnn….uhnnn….God, that feels great….uhnnn….keep going….uhnnn….uhnnn…yeah, just like that….yeah, yeah….aaaahhhhh…..hmmmmm….oh, fuck, yeah…..aaaaahhhhhh…..God, yes…..hmmmm….”
I closed my eyes and enjoyed the throes of my climax as it coursed through my body from nipple to clit, and back again. I knew Sara was getting stuffed with Trent’s prick regularly because she had a constant smile on her face, and she made loosely veiled references to Trent’s big cock during our mother/daughter conversations.
