I mentioned previously that she had this trick where she could tighten her pussy muscles. I felt her squeeze my finger hard so I put another in and s...owly finger fucked her. Her pussy squeezed and released. I started working back down to her tits sucking on them and rubbing her pussy over the top curling my middle and ring finger over her clit as deep as I could inside her. I was seeking for the ever elusive G spot. After some toying with her I started moving down her body. She knew where. . . don't you think?" "I surely do, Miss," said Billy Bob. "And what might your point be?" "Well," said Cynthia, blinking away some of her tears, "You're an . . . attractiveand resourceful fellow. And believe me, it's not just any man who can makegirls like us get kicky. You're lucky to have us, you know!" "I reckon I am," said Billy Bob. "Go on, please." "Well, don't you, uh, want it to last?" "Want what to last?" "Well, us, you silly man: us doing stuff for you, being your servants . .. your. I was on fire. I needed him to just do it! He laughed again, ran the head entirely up the open crack back there, and then shoved it into my ass. I screamed. He held my face against the back of the couch as I struggled. Shut up. Someone will hear you. Itll be okay in a minute. He held still for a moment, then eased himself out, in, out, in . . . In a minute or two of this, I found myself lifting onto my toes, helping him find a deeper spot. In another minute we were fucking like animals,. Why did Trent have to be so subtly irresistible? ‘No biggie if you can’t meet up tomorrow,’ Lauren remembered him saying, ‘but I will be in Toronto for a couple of weeks so it’s either then or you’ll have to wait…’ He knew Lauren would never choose to wait. While Trent wasn’t exactly immodest, he knew how to charm women… especially Lauren. They clicked so well, so many years ago, they both knew they would have a connection through anything. ‘Late for something?’ quipped a young professional,.