It's true, I am impressively endowed with eight inches in length and nearly three inches in diameter. Unfortunately, I'm larger than most women can handle comfortably. Some girls I used to date were actually intimidated by my size. But Suzanne was different! She stared at my throbbing meat in front of her and reached out with both hands.

Gripping it tightly, she made the veins bulge and the golf ball-sized head flare even more. She sucked in her breath: "You ARE a big boy, aren't you!" She stroked me slowly, barely able to reach around my girth, marvelling at my hardness. I was beside myself with pleasure, my knees almost buckling.

Pre-cum started to ooze down the head. She instinctively knelt in front of me and, opening her mouth wide, engulfed nearly the entire length of my thick pulsating length past her gag reflex and down her throat. She proceeded to fellate me like few women before or since. She moved her velvety lips up and down my veiny, slippery shaft and swirled her tongue around my inflated knob. She alternately deep throated me as far as she could and then withdrew to suction my purple head while jacking me with both hands. I pushed robe off her shoulders and palmerd her firm titties and pinched her stiff nipples. I was in ecstacy and dizzy with lust. After a few minutes, I told her to stop. I protested I was about to shoot, but with a muffled refusal, she only sucked harder and swallowed spurt after spurt of my hot cum. I was staggered and drained as she toyed the remaining drops off my still hard prick.

She giggled approvingly and noted that only a young man could have so much cum as she stood to kiss me.

I could taste my juices on her lips which fired me up again. I told her it was her turn and laid her back on the bed.

I paused. My mind was reeling. Here was the object of my mnay fantasies lying naked before me. She was probably twice my age, but was a beautiful, stunning woman by any standard. to be continued