by Lily Stokes
“With the size of your cock, I am not surprised that many women want to fuck you,” she said, smiling. She drank half of the glass of wine before saying that she had to be heading home soon to cook dinner for her husband. I took that as a sign that she was ready to be fucked. I sat behind her and grabbed her boobs with both of my hands. “Oh honey. Get your hands off my boobs,” she said jokingly.