What can I say? I like to feel like a slut.A short while later, he asks me one last favor, "Show me your asshole."I pause. I'm not sure if I'm comfort...ble with that, but for some reason, I need for him to cum for me. I turn around and push my ass towards my webcam, swaying it back and forth. That was it. His video goes black and my computer notifies, "Call Ended." You're welcome.*I lay staring at the ceiling. I needed sex, but I couldn't have what I really craved. Why was thinking of anal. She smiled up at him and pulled his cock toward her opening mouth. She bent down and forced her lips to stretch over the huge knob of her father's cockhead. The flared rim snapped inside her lips and she held it tightly, still using both hands to rub up and down on the pulsating cockshaft.Her father's moans blended with the drumming of the water. He watched his eager daughter suck. She opened her throat and took it deeper. Each stroke jammed his cockhead so deeply into her mouth that she. I mean it wasn’t totally off the table. I then grabbed a big fluffy robe and put it on. “How was your shower?” “It was great. After being at the club. It’s just what I needed.” “It’s my turn now. I ordered us dinner and several bottles of champagne. When room service comes just let them in.” Dave went to take his shower and after a while room service came and brought our dinners. Dave came out and was also wearing a big fluffy robe. We then sat down and had some champagne and had our steak. Similar to one guy saying “suck my dick” to another.Kevin sensed something in me though – even before I realized it – as he later told me, once I admitted wondering about it, he started thinking it would be a “neat challenge” to see if he could convince me to go from “wondering” to “trying”. After that, he’d frequently “kid” me about how I should kneel.. eventually the kidding went to talking about “when” (instead of "should") I finally knelt, saying it with a confidence that he believed it.