He then got me to get on all 4's as he started to play with my asshole and was spitting on his own cock, that's When it hit me, Could a take a massive...cock like his and fuck this is going to hurt with no lube, no turning back now, I was enjoying it to much. At least he was gentle sliding it in, I could feel my asshole stretching and did it hurt! I buried my face in his pillow as he continued to slide in all that he could, slow at first soon became faster and faster until he was pounding my ass.. Tom, can you keep an eye on the bagging and call Chris for help if you need it.”Off he lead. My heart was pounding. Could he hear that? I couldn't read his body language. He started running down the things that needed to be done that afternoon as we walked the store. Business as usual. No stress, the usual joking around . . ok.“Did you have fun last night?”“The party? Yeah, it was a lot of fun.”“What about at Nancy's house?”Oh no! This was it. He knew all along and this is how it's going to. " I ... I don't know," Courtney said nervously. She turned her head, glancing over her shoulder at the group of guys who were watching us ... okay, at that point, they were really watching her. Some of them lounged lazily on the boxes and chairs just a couple of steps away from the limo, and from us. A few of them grinned wickedly and waved at her. One guy, a skinny, scruffy older dude dressed in grease-stained overalls, even blew her a kiss and laughed. She quickly turned back to me, a slight. I stroke with one finger, two, three. I tickle a little until she gives out a small moan—my cue to resume stroking her. And I do. I try and show her that I adore her with the back of my knuckles as I drag them up and down her spine. With my finger tips as they press into her shoulders. With the whole of my hands as they cup the sides of her neck, or glide along her thighs, or swim though that matted, dark forest she calls hair. She shifts, and turns to face me, curling up on her side and.