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“I didn't always look like this,” she continued, caressing her hand slowly down my thigh, making me shudder, and then gasp as she reached between my legs, taking my too-hard dick in her hand and gently starting to stroke. “Would it help if I gave you some context? I want you to remember me, Brian, that's the whole point! Would it help if I told you how many times I sucked this dick?” She suddenly squeezed my shaft in her hand, making me gasp. “How many times I swallowed your cum? At least twice a week for an entire year, Brian! Would you remember me then?”

“Mmmm…nice and hard again. I love that. C’mon, I have something you can put on that.” She took my hand and climbed off the bed. She reached under the bed and pulled out a pair of bright blue stiletto heels. “These will help me match your height,” she said, bending over to slip them on. She led me downstairs, both of us completely naked, save for her heels.

I stood up straight and moved closer. Carol’s legs were pointing straight up, the green stiletto heels by my ears, pointing towards the ceiling. Carol reached between her legs and placed my cock at the entrance to her pussy. “Push! Just push it in!” We were watching each other’s faces to see the reaction—me reacting to my first pussy, her reacting to having her pussy stretched. Truthfully, my cock is pretty average length, six inches on a good day. But I have since learned it is pretty thick. Carol’s eyes widened at I entered her, my balls slapping against her taint. I didn’t see any more reaction as I closed my eyes as I felt my dick swallowed by warm wet tight pussy for the very first time. If I hadn’t cum an hour earlier, I would have blown my load right then on the first stroke (as I did with more than a couple girlfriends soon after).