Where’s your dildo? Under the cushion. Have anymore? A strap on by chance,? I pull a box out and hand her the harness. She puts it on. Here’s the ...eal. I’m gonna fuck you however I want then you can do me however you want! Deal? Fuck yes! Bend over the table! I leaned over and lubed up. Slowly she slid in and started fucking me slowly, you like that? Yeah but no need to be gentle. Good boy! She started pounding me hard, grabbing at my nipples, pinching them. Smacking my ass. We move from the. I was wearing trousers but my dick was half outside. After seeing her, I quickly covered it with my t-shirt.Then I went near her where the rope was present to put my changing clothes on. I put my clothes on the rope. Ammu was standing 2 feet away. As I stretched to put on my clothes, my t-shirt lifted lightly, showing my dick very close to her. She was looking at it closely as she bent to take clothes from the bucket.My dick stood erect in front of her mouth within a two-inches gap. My dick. It occurred to me for the first time how absurd this was; there was no way this thing was going to fit into that little, tiny pink hole. Pressing her knee back toward her chest, she raised her hips higher. Her butt rotated up toward me, her little pussy lips spread more widely; I drew back a bit as she moved, and looked down. There it was; I could see it now; her tiny, pink hole, no wider than a jotter refill, glistening wetly in the soft light, angled up toward me, toward my throbbing dick, at. ‘You just gave me your number, don’t push your luck!’ She laughed. It might be a cliché thing to say, but her laugh was like music. It wasn’t that shrill cackling of girls who fell under the ‘Stupid Bitches’ category, as Danielle used to. No, this laugh had body, character, and harmony, like pixies were dancing in her throat. ‘Ok. Well, I have papers to finish writing, so I need to get back to those.’ I smiled. ‘Don’t hesitate to call.’ I rose from that bench, mind far clearer, and at the same.