My head is now in a place where he could have asked me anything and I would have said yes. I removed my finger from his hole and savoured the smell as...he repositioned himself on the bench, knees on the seat leaning over the backrest. "Straight in, bareback" in it went my hard cock had entered its first arse and it was enjoying every second. I reached around his slim frame and grabbed at his raging cock. Did this make me gay? Or bi? Who knows and as I pumped into his arse I didn't really care. I. He’d had some experience with older and skilled wives by then. When she laid down next to him he moved to kiss her and it escalated. As he pushed into her fur-framed place he felt a brief resistance and a little oral squeak. Then it got good and she kept him between her legs until she had to return to the house and feed the chickens.The next year she wasn’t at her parents’ farm where he learned that she was married and with child a few farms over. Her husband was already a customer so he. ." I buried my face in her neck; her hands ran up and down my back. "I want you too Faith, but we have to be quiet." Buffy moaned as I began to kiss her neck, lingering on her pulse point. I moved back and lifted off her t-shirt, revealing her breasts to my hungry eyes. I leaned down and took a nipple into my mouth; she gasped and held onto me tighter, making sure I wouldn't move. My right hand slid under the waistband of her shorts and I cupped her mound, sliding a finger between her lips. . holy God, Donnie... I never expected this."I sighed. "I know, but... please don't tell anyone - not even Craig,please! Not until I've had a chance to explain."She shook her head and stood. "Alright," she said with a huge amount ofaggravation in her voice, "but this better be one hell of a good story."She shook her head again, obviously disgusted. "Look, Donnie... I gottaget back to Craig, but... look, I didn't 'run out on you.' I tried towork things out with you, but you... oh, never mind. If.