For one, Alma couldn’t stop going on about the size of Chris’s dick, which definitely got the mental images going. Anal porn Remembering my earlier fantasy, I even felt my cock begin to harden and I had to struggle for self control. Here was a giant cock spurting thick white rivulets onto Alma’s smiling face. Hearing these moans, while lying in my bed, I began to truly recognize my desire for Chris. There was no way that bitch fucked Chris better than me, and I knew it. I thrilled to feel his hand above me, pressing gently on the back of my head through the blanket, urging me on so I slid it in a little bit more. I thrilled to have him this close to me, even with his eyes unwaveringly trained on the screen. I savored every feeling as the tremendous head slid in. “You like what you see?”
I thought I could feel him looking at me in my peripheral vision. I instinctively swallowed and felt his hands push beneath the blanket where they grabbed the back of my head, forcing his spewing rod even further down my
