He pulled out a condom, started to put it on while he was rimming me still. He put in a lot of spit and loosened up my asshole with his tongue and two...fingers.Slowly he slid his thick long cock in my asshole and I moaned. I was moaning in pleasure as it felt so good, he slowly moved in and out till I had managed to fit all of him. Once he had inserted himself nicely inside he fucked me hard and hard like I have never been fucked. Even bittu never fucked me so hard. He was like a machine and his. “All done, Emma!” I yelled up the stairs as I had finally left the cellar. I waited for a minute and after a few uncomfortable moments, she finally replied, thanking me for my trouble and bidding me goodnight. I was still shaking my head as I exited the house. She proved to be more and more bitchy by the day. Now, years later, I can understand her reluctance to make friends with the world, but at the time, I was young and foolish, all I knew was that there was fun to be had and parties to. Heheld up a pair of black leggings and rolled them up his thin, femininelegs and beyond his shapely ass. Alan made sure to push the gym leggingsall the way up, so the waistline was almost up to his belly button.Checking himself out in the mirror he cursed as he saw just how invitinghis ass now looked as the black fabric clung to his curves like a secondskin.For a top his body chose a baby blue hoodie, the colour matching his braand g-string. Next he sat down at his vanity table and watched. It’s been that way ever since. She leads, I follow. I do whatever I can to keep her happy. Our sex life together has always been exceptionally good. Mutually satisfying and varied, until recently, at least. Having been diagnosed with COPD, it has become more and more difficult to get and maintain an erection as the makers of the little blue pills say. But we have adapted. More oral and digital stimulation has helped, as has the use of a wide variety of toys. A month or so ago, we sat down on.