On the odd occasion when it wasn’t a quick, (missionary position) shag, I received. If he decided to raise my legs over his strong muscular shoulder..., and then force his body on top of my supple slightly built frame, he could make me orgasm just by touching the back of my knee and if he touched behind both knees I could squirt too!!! Oh my god could I squirt. So now he continued to advance down my calf to my ankle, then across the top of my elegant size 4 foot, pausing for a second or two.. His black hands moved and held her shoulders, tears were falling and her throat held a sobbing growl of receding pain though she said later her back entry was feeling torn, violated and stretched and the pain was like nothing she had ever endured before. Chuckling at her sounds of pain he began slowly to withdraw, the sound of her discomfort grew, as knowing what was to happen, she anticipated the second gut stretching pain that she knew now was inevitable. It was not long coming, and again. I noticed the look of pleasure on Linda’s face as I work my cock all the way, balls deep into her ass. I tell Linda that we really should have tried this sooner if she was going to enjoy it so much. Linda says well I know you like me being your slut, don't you. I say yes on an in stroke fucking her ass. Well those continentals really showed me a good time over there. I'm adding a yes now whenever the timing feels right. Linda continues, on the first night all the girls persuaded me to ditch the. You start clearing up despondently, when suddenly the doorbell rings. You dash to the door and open it.On your doorstep are Stacy Smith and Gwen Doe, both wearing long coats."Hi John," says Gwen cheerfully, giving you a kiss on the cheek and squeezing past you through the door."Happy Birthday," says Stacy. "Sorry we're late. We were almost here but then we decided we weren't dressed slutty enough, so we went back to change!"Stacy gives you a hug and a kiss, and you offer to take her coat..