'You like that slut' I ask her. "Yes" she moans. 'You want my cock in there?' I say. "Oh god yes" she says. Pulling out of her pussy I place my tip on...her little brown hole and push forward gentle. It goes in without any effort. 'See you wanted me fuck your ass didn't you slut' I say. "Fuck my ass" she replied. 'Good girl' I tell her as I give her ass a good smack while sliding slowly in and out her tight ass. Now I only had anal sex once with Cindy but she wasn't as tight, nothing had ever. Every time I made a move to leave, Donna protested, and handed me a fresh beer. Between comments to Merrill, I was looking at Donna, whoi by this time, was completely relaxed, and sitting on the couch with her robe opened up to her thighs. I could see she wasn't wearing a bra, and could see the outline of her nipples under the robe. She got up, excused herself to the washroom, and glided out of the room. Merrill's eyes were glued to her ass as she walked, and when she was out of sight, he said,. "Alright, miss Cross, please, remind me what you were seeking help with?" She smiled a wicked smile at him and brought her hands to the top of her blouse. It took him a while to understand that she was unbuttoning its first few buttons. "Maybe you could help me out with the triggers of World War Two later? I need help with something else." She said in a voice barely louder than a whisper. She slowly exposed to him her white lace bra, that barely contained breasts that were much bigger than he'd. “Ohh...” she moaned as I nibbled and kissed there. I took the opportunity to roll her onto her back, and then moved my face down to her breasts. Her legs encircled me as I took one nipple into my mouth, sucking, and I could feel the head of my cock nestle itself between her pussy lips.I looked up at her gorgeous face, a combination of Janis Joplin, Demi Moore, and my ex-girlfriend’s. “I just want you,” I said, and pushed myself into her.“MMmmm...” she moaned as my penis pushed into her vaginal.