The jar with the donkey

As your cock slides back and forth through her lubricated tits the tingling in your cock becomes more pronounced. It feels like a thousand pins and needles are pricking you inside and out. It is not exactly painful, but neither is it a pleasant experience as the pain becomes a little more intense you notice that your cock has swelled in size, it is half again as thick as it had been and a good three fingers longer than usual.

You never considered yourself to be a small man in that department, but your meat looks as large as some of the male freaks you've seen displayed outside brothels catering to people with more exotic tastes in sex. A rod this size would stretch even the most experienced of slaves, as you slide between Adriana's soft mounds you imagine what it would do to her if you were able to **** it into her tight body. The new length of the shaft causes your bulbous head to bump against her chin with each thrust and you can imagine bumping against the end of her cunt filling her completely and still trying to push deeper into her body.

Adriana is writhing with pleasure grunting animalistically each time your cock spears between her breasts and hits her in the chin. Her moans and grunts combined with all the accumulated desires that you have held in check since you first climbed down the garden wall and saw her and her mother have you rapidly loosing control. You need release again, grabbing her hair with your hand you tilt her face to meet your thrusts. At first she tries to avoid the massive phallus that pokes instantly against her lips and cheeks, but after a few more thrusts her mouth opens to accept your large knob and the feeling of her lips and tongue around your swollen head sends you over the edge. Gobs of white cum shoot into her mouth and as you pull back from her greedy lips more bursts land on her face and tits.

She looks dazed as her tongue and fingers clean the strings of your seed from her face.

"I don't understand" She gasps as her fingers close around your softening cock. "Did I do that?" She asks staring half in wonder half in fear at the size of your manhood. "Do they always grow like that ... and get that big?" You can see the calculations in her mind as she imagines a shaft that big pressed into her and splitting her open from the inside. You smile at her and kiss her gently as you tell her.

"No, I think this has to do more with your father's salve than anything else." You answer imagining what this could be worth to the right man. As the blood flow to your organ slows and your cock looses its firmness the extra bulk seems to fade away as well but your mind is reeling with the possibilities. You wonder what the other two lotions do.