He eased out of the bed slow and quiet, careful not to wake Mom. Then he grabbed me, pulled me right to the edge, lifted my legs high and hooked them over his broad shoulders. My thighs spread wide open for him, p***y dripping and exposed under the dim moonlight slipping through the curtains.
Now I had the perfect view. His c**k f**k, it was even bigger up close. Thick veins running along the shaft, head swollen and shiny with my wetness, so long it looked impossible. My stomach flipped. I’d dreamed about this d**k stretching me, but seeing it hovering right at my entrance made my heart pound harder.
He didn’t tease. Just pressed the fat head against my soaked hole and pushed in slow at first, letting me feel every thick inch splitting me open.
I bit my lip hard to keep quiet, but a so
