Without realising she matched her movements to his, pushing back every time he withdrew, desperate to keep him trapped inside her – not that the bar...an seemed to harbour intentions of remaining outside for very long.It was like nothing she’d ever experienced. Where Mark was tender, Ciaran was aggressive. Where Mark was calm, Ciaran was frantic. In short, where Mark made love, Ciaran fucked with all the impatience of youth.His thick cock filled her aching hole as she squeezed herself around. I said yes it was a really good night from what I could remember. My wife Laura turned to face me and slid down onto my cock, it felt really tight as she lowered herself onto my little white cock. She then looked me in the eyes and said do you like fucking your wife's well used sloppy ass.This made my cock even harder, she had never let me fuck her ass, she just pushed down onto me and lowered herself back to allow me to see my cock going into her ass as she slowly fucked my little cock.Laura. God! Those asscheeks were as beautifully shaped as her tits; the thought flooded his mind. Her body was warm and soft against him. She lowered her face, pulling his lips from her titty and locking her mouth tightly to him as her hand began its instinctive search between their standing bodies for his rock-like hardness.He gasped as the coolness of her fingers closed around his blood-hard rigidity. Damn it! He really had her going. Now all that was necessary was to move her down onto the bed and. She smiled up at me, inviting me to... Beats me what the invitation was for. But I wanted to attend, whatever it was."Hi, I'm Ike." Hello. I'm Carlie. You aren't supposed to be here, are you?"Damn! Busted and I hadn't even finished my vodka."What makes you say that?" Well, I haven't seen you actually talk to anyone since you got here." Maybe I'm not the talkative type?" You look like you might be a football player but you haven't gone to hang with them, so that's out. And you haven't jumped in.