"My ass was screaming to be stretched and I forgot my place as the subservient anal whore. "Then fuck my ass, Brian! Do it now!" For emphasis I yanked...my cheeks open even further. That's all he needed. I felt him walk up to me and his cock head teased my already open asshole. Then he suddenly shoved the whole thing into me. I couldn't even speak it felt so good! I gasped as he pulled it all the way out and then jammed it all the way in again."Please, Brian, ream me. Fuck it hard!" I had to beg. The space is well appointed if somewhat strange. Three imposing doors stand closed on her left and at the far end of the room, there is an opening to what looks like the main living space. Light from the early spring sun spills into the windowless hall. She wants to go to it and find him but that is probably a bad idea. Instead, she fixes her eyes on the abstract painting directly in front of her. A fight of red and black and gray oils slashed across an enormous canvas framed in concertina. He is about 5'10 with dark brown hair that curled at the front which i found verry attractive. He has a strong build of a body just like me. Another thing that i find verry attractive about max is that he has a reasonably large ammount of armpit hair which i know of because we change right next to each other in the changing rooms whenever we have a P.E lesson. I also notice that he has a beautifuly groomed snailtrail leading from his pubic area right up to his belly button which i think is a. She started to growl, "Damn it!", but the pulsing jets of cum triggered her own powerful orgasm. While this was happening, Rich entered the mother's room, closing the door behind him, and started to take his clothes off. Sarah reached back, and pushed at Dave saying, "Damn it! You said that you wouldn't cum in me. You know that Peter and I are trying to get pregnant." Peter is Sarah's 42 year old, unemployed, white fiancé, well almost. They have been together for many years, but he hasn't taken.