I had a hard time cumming. I wasn't sure I was going to be able to, but finally did. We napped together and woke in the late afternoon. I pounded her ...lmost as hard as before, then we went to the Cypress Inn for supper.On the ride to the river, she asked, "Do you feel better?"I nodded. "I'm really messed up. I'm sorry. I can take you back after supper. What time do you need to be back?" I can stay out to eleven on Sundays."We had a relaxing dinner then went back to my house. I tied to be nice.. .. just that we would be meeting a few friends of his.When I crawled into bed with Erika the clock read 1:30. I hadn’t touched base with her at all after dinner, so I wondered if she was pissed at me. She awoke still in a sleepy haze and asked if I had a good time with my Dad. I mentioned that I had, but didn’t feel it was the right time to tell her about our conversations and my discoveries just yet. As I snuggled up behind her the distinct smell of familiar quilts filled my nose.After a few. By now I was loudly moaning, I just wanted his dick inside me. He pulled his fingers out of my ass, and without skipping he began to replace them with his hard cock. I felt every little ridge on his dick as he slowly pushed his way inside me. After a few tries, I held my breath as he managed to push his dick all the way inside me. After pausing a moment to let me adjust to the thickness of his dick, he pulled almost all the way out then plunged back in and I felt his balls on my ass. The. I wanted to savour this.Inch by inch I sank further into her gorgeous ass, briefly allowing her to adjust before pushing deeper. Slowly I began to move in and out, lost in the perfect curve of her ass and the tight pressure around my cock. I bent to lick at the tiny beads of moisture filming her back. To my amazement she somehow managed to move her hips slightly, meeting my every thrust with a reciprocal movement of her own.The effort this must have required electrified me, I snaked one hand.