Luke was no stranger to stares, as well as other directions both more positive and more negative, when he finally revealed his cock, so he only grinned slightly as Tess stared, his hand still slowly stroking to stay good and hard without exciting himself unnecessarily.<br/><br/>Climbing slowly onto the bed, he chuckled.  “Don’t worry.  I’ll go slow.”  He whispered, hi face drawing closer and closer to Tess’, until his lips were gently pressing against hers, working her further back onto the bed and encouraging her to lay down onto his soft covers.  “I know it can be a lot to take.  Just tell me to stop if you need.”  He continued, although every bit of his tone said that he very much hoped that was not the case.<br/><br/>Moving on top of the lovely divorcee, Luke held his oversized rod and propped his other hand next to Tess’ cascaded hair, Slowly rubbing the blunt, smooth head along her lips, he gathered the dew left there from his oral ministrations and her excitement, letting the moment linger a bit before he began to slowly pres downward.<br/><br/>Sighing deeply at her tight entrance, Luke was as good as his word, his hips moving with almost painful slowness as his giant cock slowly split and filled the beauty beneath him.