I was panting, and my body was one big ache, every partof me wanting to be touched by her, every inch just screaming tomeet hers, the oils between...us making our bodies slide togetherour legs entwined our lips connected and our hands all over eachother, so much sensation it made me dizzy and I realized that shewas enjoying this as much as I was! I had the urge to have some-thing in my mouth, I realized that I wanted to eat her, I wantedto lick her as she had me, I had never before. The thought of Ann's fist inside me was ... well, frightening. OK, maybe not exactly frightening but very, very unsettling. I've heard of that, but so far I had thought that's something only porn stars do. But then again, they shove all kinds of stuff up their pussies, as far as I know. Which is not very far. Anyway, I wasn't a porn star and the biggest thing that had ever been inside me was Eric's cock and even if there are not truckloads of guys to compare him with I'd say he was pretty much. He finally remembered to breathe when she stood before him. Her eyes traveled over his torso and he flinched when she brought her hands up and laid them on his chest. His nostrils flared sucking in air as she gently trailed her fingers though his chest hair. Her gaze followed her hand as she ran it down his strong arm to the spear he clutched in his hand. His knuckles were white with strain where he gripped the spear shaft. She gently laid her hand on his and looked at him questioningly. He. Fuck me! Fuck my ass! Harder! Treat me like a whore!! A dirty asshole licking, cum swallowing fucking slut!! Yeah thats it! Just like that!! Fuck that ass! Fuck it while my husband watches. Fuck his wife like a cheap whore!! He was really pounding her ass now, and her words were turning him on even more. Suddenly he pulled out with a slurping pop. Suck it slut!! He demanded. Suck my cock from your ass. Show your husband what kind of slut you can be. Without a thought, Danielle spun around.