She first hesitated as she had never been ass fucked before but on my continuous request, she agreed.I just made her stood in a doggy style and slowly...inserted my dick into her ass. On the first stroke, she screamed her lungs out and said that she wasn’t able to tolerate the pain but I continued stroking her ass. Tears started rolling her eyes and she also started abusing me and insisting me to stop. But after some time, she was also enjoying. I ass fucked her in different positions and now. Then she asked if my wife had given me blowjobs in between. I nearly spit out my drink. No, I told her, she never does that. "That girl," she went on, "I told her if she isn't in the mood to at least give you a blow job or hand job. She just doesn't get it. Well, looks like I am going to have to take care of her mess again. Come over here." I honestly had no idea what she meant, and I took a step towards her. She reached down and grabbed my crotch, and squeezed my cock. "take it out so I can. ‘I’ve been thinking about your case over the past two days, Karen, and I wonder if your anxiety may be caused by your sexual life. It’s common enough for both sexes to internalise sexual worries and, as your anxiety this morning was when you were in bed with your husband, I’d like to examine that area a bit more. It will require you to be completely honest about very intimate things, for I will need to ask you about every part of your sexual history in great detail. If this is a problem for you. I can see you have beautiful large breasts and I start to produce a bulge in the crotch of my fairly tight fitting coveralls. You take a quick glance but don’t initially seem to notice.You tell me the bathroom in question is the ensuite in the master bedroom upstairs. Your nipples have gotten very rigid and are pushing out the front of your t-shirt. As I follow you up the stairs, I can see you’re wearing nothing under your skirt. My bulge is getting bigger by the second. You show me the toilet.