I struggle with my belt, my right hand braced against the bed, my left hand clumsy with desire. As I finally release myself, you relax for a moment. I...stand, the rest of my clothes fall to the floor. I feel your legs grip me once more and you pull me fiercely forward.I fall towards you, putting out my hands at the last moment. My head is an inch above your chest, our bodies pressed firmly together. We begin to move slowly, rhythmically. My hands grab your waist and my teeth clench your blouse.I. Heck, I still am, though I'm smart enough to keep it secret.Now though, I'm twenty-seven. I'm a successful public accountant with an MBA. Numbers had been my second passion, and I've happily made a career of it. I'm not rich, but I make enough that I'm able to support my mother, and even my sister while she's between jobs. They live with me in the suburbs of New Amsterdam, and we're pretty much your average single parent family.But I'm tired of being an average family. I'm tired of being. She told me to get behind her and pull her knickers down. I grasped her knicker-elastic and tugged her then slowly down to her knees. I groaned with excitement when I saw her big white bum, with moist love-hole just nestling below her bum-hole. She helped me insert my erection, I slid all the way home and then natural instinct took over. I grasped her hips and began to push in and out of her vagina. The sensations were beautiful, I felt like I had died and gone to heaven. The wonderful feeling. She took the hint, and started running her tongue up and down my crack. I let her do that for a minute or so, getting any pieces of shit stuck in my asshair. Then I told her, "Get that tongue inside my ass," twisting her ear again for emphasis. I enjoyed the feeling for a while, taking a few more pictures and texting my wife to see how her day was going. I let the cunt keep working on my ass until I felt like my bladder was about the explode, then pushed her aways. "I need to piss," I.