Power Couple

When she tucked my panties below my testicles Shawn looked down at my dick, this time snickering, “Still not hard, huh? Are you even able?” I nodded meekly. Why was I embarrassed not to have an erection? I wasn’t supposed to get hard under these circumstances.

The rock hard bodied woman holding me from behind lowered herself to her knees, bringing me down with her, while the astoundingly strong beast before me simultaneously pushed down on my shoulders.

There was no man left in me to fight, not that I had a chance against either of them alone, let alone against their combined strength.

Denise placed her head next to mine, then lifting his massive flesh, she stuffed like four inches of it into her mouth, proving it could be done – up to a certain depth anyway.

I don’t think I’d ever seen a more attractive face than hers just then. The sight of her wonton lips stretched over his manly tool touched places in my being that had never felt such lust before.

I craved to kiss her, to kiss her lips once she stopped sucking his cock. Really, I would kiss her even if it meant making contact with his unrealistically large dick.

So how did she get it in? Granted, it wasn’t fully hardened. Also, the tip was thinner than the burgeoning base too.