The correct paraphernalia

Sandy watched the two now technical virgins make out on the bed, Courtney basically enveloped in the bigger Jeremy's hug. She felt a soaring in her heart as she watched them. As much as Sandy liked sex she liked love even more.

She let the two have their recuperating make out session while she got the lube and the condom from the basket. She got a thoughtful look on her face as she glanced between the condom in it's wrapper and Jeremy's rather large member. The latter looks taking a little more time to tear herself away from as she watched the make out session have it's effect on Jeremy, his member getting bigger and longer by the kiss the two teens shared. Jeremy's uncle Bryan had volunteered the condom, but Bryan didn't have the length nor the width that the teen on the bed displayed.

Sandy thought of Bryan's cock, thicker than her husbands it filled her pussy perfectly, even if she wasn't too fond of taking him anally.

Sandy sighed as she started loosing focus. "Hello? Earth to Courtney and Jeremy..."

Jeremy broke the kiss and looked over. Sandy held back a giggle as she saw Courtney kiss air for a second then open her own eyes.

"Oh...hey Sandy...guess we're getting ahead of ourselves again, huh?" Courtney said, her hand's trailing along the muscles of her soon to be lover. Up and down her hands went, though Sandy noted that with each down stroke they got closer and closer to Jeremy's once again throbbing member.

"We may have a problem..." Sandy said holding the condom up for inspection.

"What's the problem?" Jeremy asked, confusedly. From where he was there couldn't possibly be a problem.