He kissed me and this time I fully responded as I found myself caught up in the wave of passion. He was immensely skilled at this. He brought me clos... again and again, only to back off enough to draw me back from what I needed. Between his fingers and the alcohol any possibility at all of my having a single clear thought was gone. He brought me close again and then backed off. ‘Oh, please…please…’ With that he took to me with a certainty and my toes curled as the waves of pleasure crested. Despair.Frustration.Helplessness.Rage.Fear.All of those awful feelings I had experienced throughout the summer, paled in comparison to the gut-wrenching terror that welled up inside when I saw the smoke and flames pouring from the eaves of the Morrisons' garage. I knew I had to do something, but abject fear threatened to root me to the spot. I'm not sure how long I stood at my window, just staring at the conflagration. It couldn't have been more than a few seconds, but it felt like an. But for me, it was the first time. I was staring at her, she said you can do it. She went back on the floor taking her pajamas and undergarments. I had seen porn thought it was easy.For people who never had sex I will tell you its difficult. I went on knees she opened her legs moved closer taking my 6 inches close to short haired pussy. I tried holding my penis in one hand and other hand supporting my weight. I try to look into her bush and insert. I lost my balance.Whenever my balance was. It felt glorious and I never wanted her to stop,"Do you want me to stop?" she asked as though to read my mind."No," I whispered. She slowly worked a second finger in, twisting into me. I felt her move as she slid her leg between mine and started rubbing into me. It was too much. As exhausted as I was, I still had the energy to move through my first anal orgasm. It was different, not as hard, but just as beautiful if not more so. I almost cried when she pulled her fingers out. She got up and.