Although she was wet as fuck…and my meat was super slick, she squealed and faltered as it began to open her tight cunt, “aaaggghhh…gaawwd daddy… did it grow bigger!”, “take your time baby girl, this is only your third time!”. As Anne moved in, I almost groaned aloud… Choe’s inner labia swelling now, enough to part her cleft slightly, a slimy pink line now separating her plump cunt halves. It seemed that Julie had been practising….a rover appeared from under the couch, her voice, crisp and clear, saying “supper will be served in ten minutes”. I chuckled. She managed a few more strokes, her movements got jerky as her orgasm gained momentum, I gripped her sides and slammed her down three times, she flopped around like a rag doll and squealed as she came hard. As I held her tightly, looking across to Chloe, eyes wide, mouth slack as she dragged her finger back and forth a little deeper along her virgin slit, I couldn’t see her clit, possibly it was tiny… or her fat cunt was just smothering it… or both. As I stroked my hands up and down her back, my mind couldn’t help but wonder….’were her fat cunt lips parted and glistening pinkly?’….my cock stirred a little.
