She was pounding me know. Every second I could feel the full weight of her body bounce off my bottom. I could feel my prostate enlarge as the dildo me...saged it. Normally the pleasure that I felt during sex was outside and just in front of my body, in my cock. Now the feeling was deep inside me. I had no idea, I could feel like this. Still gripping the bed, I could feel the pleasure build. I thought it would stop at some point but it did not.With another "Oh god fuck my ass", my cock spasmed. He shook those thoughts from his head. He usually didn’t bother to meet new people for a while but he seemed to be walking by her fairly often, either on the way to the rest rooms or coming back from the coffee shop. He didn’t want to feel awkward so he decided to say ‘Hi’ to her. ‘Hi Peter, I’m Karyn Baker, it’s nice to meet you. Yes there have been a lot of new names and faces, along with so much to learn. It will take a while before I feel like I’m doing anything more than treading water.’. Immediately he pulled out, and I almost cried from frustration. I hadn't had enough, and was desperate for more. But before I could speak, he'd pulled me off the table, turned me to face it, and bent me forward over it so that my soft breasts were flattened against the wood. "Now..." he said, as he put one hand over my mouth. "That's better. "Content that he wasn't going to stop, I spread my legs and arched my back, in shameless invitation. Now he was annoyed from the interruption and he rammed. With no foreplay at all she lowered her self down until she was filled with his cock. I said just like that? You where dry. She said honey I wasn't dry. My pussy was wet all the way over there. She said once she had him inside her she leaned forward and placed her hands on either side of his head. He raised his head and took a nipple in his mouth. He sucked on it as his hands reached around and cupped her small tight ass cheeks. She said he pulled her ass up off his cock a little then he forced.