He tried to thrust into me from below, but he was tied too tightly to gain the needed leverage. I decided it was time to gratify his wish; I started r...ding the pony, but we hadn’t gone one furlong before he shot into me, gasping and sobbing with release. Fully five minutes passed before his cock stopped twitching in my ass. “Fucker,” he said contentedly. “Asshole. Dickhead. I love you.” “I love you, too,” I said. I meant it. So did he. * A few nights later we were at the bar, deep in. After an hour or so rolling on the bed, I knew what I wanted and what I had to do.”She took a deep breath. I waited silently for her to continue.When Emily did continue, her story was heartfelt but disjointed, punctuated by emotion and several breaks for tears. What follows is her story but unashamedly written by me as erotica rather than reportage.Emily is content that it presents what happened and how she felt even if the words are more mine than hers.I sat up in bed. My tummy was rumbling. I. ...............YESSSSSSSSSSSSS" Marsha screamed as her back arched to the breaking point and Tyler mashed his hand against her clit and rubbed in firm circles. "YES...................YES...................OH GOD FORGIVE ME.....AAAAAAHHHHHHHH." Moisture flowed so thickly from her pussy that John thought maybe she was peeing herself. But it was just all the pent up sinful and forbidden lust of her childhood that had been firmly capped off and squashed down through all the intervening years. If your not familiar with it ,its a barrier island south of Long Island made of beach communities that are only accessible by ferry. There are no cars so you either walk or ride bicycles. My parents worked on the mainland and would leave my sister and I whilethey took the ferry back every morning and returned in the afternoon . I would spend all day at the beach or at the arcade when it was raining. One day it was pouring and I was waiting for the rain to slow down under the awninginfront of.