“You’re ... hitting ... that ... spot.”Instead of answering, I continued thrusting. For the next few minutes, I merely plowed into her and conce...trated on her reactions. When I felt the first quiver of her orgasm, I grinned to myself and began kissing her earlobe. With a low groan, she reached the point of no return. Her pussy clenched my cock and I had to force my way into her. Then I draped her leg over my hip and reached for her pussy. As her climax peaked, I began rubbing her clit,. Des and Joanne met at the mall as planned, and after a few fruitless hours of shopping (Des was determined not to be squeezed into Joanne's idea of what made for successful business wear), Des suggested that she and Joanne go back to her place for a late lunch. Joanne was perhaps a bit surprised that Des's place was a motel room with a kitchenette, but seemed satisfied when she realized that Des had only recently moved to the city, and that apartments were hard to come by.Des and Joanne talked. " She handed me a steaming mug and I perched on the nearby sofa with it, wrapping my hands around its curvature. Kay selected the plain chocolate armchair diagonally across from me and curled her legs up under herself, feet protruding from one side of the chair. My mind reeling, morals in disarray, I had to fight my instinct to stare at where her legs converged.I focused instead on the cup and blew the surface of the drink, watching the liquid wrinkle away from me. Even that reminded me of the. I’m fixing to cum.” I cried out, trying to keep my eyes on the road and drive. This just stimulated me even more. The danger and the excitement of going down the road and fixing to cum sent me over the edge. “Ohhh. Ohhhh.. Ohhhhh.“ I was cumming hard. “Ohhhh…don’t stop. Oh my God. Fuck me.” I cried. “Yeah baby, I’m gonna fuck you. I’m not done with you.” She then took her finger out of my pussy and slid it towards my asshole. “Be careful, don’t hurt me. I’ve never had it done there.” I was.