" "Relax," he says, holding still, his dick still in position. "We need gel," I say. "No," he says, "we like it rough. We're purists, nothing but A...ro-American saliva to lubricate our passion." "Please," I say. He's still holding still, the pain is subsiding slowly. "How do you feel," he asks after an eternity. "Better," I say. "I'm in by three inches, five more to go." I wiggle my butt. He slaps it casually. "More spit," I plead. "OK, he says, but it'll hurt again." He exits, spits. . baby ah." I was at my peak now knowing if I continued for 45 more seconds I was going to break into a leg shaking orgasm. But that's when I heard a giggle and I froze. I turned to my right to see Ashley standing at the door giggling. I was worried, but also aroused as she walked into my room surveying it as if it changed since Tuesday when she was in here last. She looked so hot in those snug white shorts where I could see her pink thong and her freshly waxed tan legs and those big big. “I read some stuff that would embarrass most people.” I continued to try to evade her question. “Oh, I write stuff you probably don’t know and most likely wouldn’t like.” “Don’t bet on it! I have a computer in my truck and I go to web sites that the general public frowns on. Like I said, I read stuff that would embarrass most people,” she offered. “Yeah, like what do you read?” I turned the question back at her and continued. “Besides, I don’t get embarrassed very easily.” “Okay!” she agreed.. He bit down on her nipples, not hard enough to hurt her, just hard enough for her to know that she’d been bitten. At the same time he repeated the stunt that had made her cum so hard when he was fucking her. He squeezed her tits so hard that the flesh seemed to ooze out between his fingers. The stacked step-mother screeched as her climax possessed her. She clutched Tony’s head in a death grip as her hips bucked against nothing from the violent convulsions of her soaking wet pussy. When her man.