It wasn’t that she wanted anal sex so much, she just wanted to experience everything with this wonderful man.“Would you like some champagne and st...awberries?” asked Tony. “They are dipped in chocolate.”“After you do me again … I would love them.”“It will take a while until it is hard again,” said Tony.“Even if I suck it … a little?”“Well …”Becky took his answer as a yes and moved out from under him, then moved her mouth to his cock. It was wet and sticky with their cum and she loved the feeling. She's all warmed up and ready for your cock."I strip quickly and crouch between her legs. "Hurry up and fuck me," she moans quietly. I push the head of my cock inside her juicy tunnel and hold still for a moment. Lori lifts her hips up to meet my cock as I slowly feed my cock into her."That's right, Bill, screw her, but don't come inside her," George urges. "I want to see you shoot off." He is running his hands over my buns and back, which seems a bit odd to me, but because it feels so good, I. They say that physical activity is a great stress-reliever, but I think that is an understatement. My time running on the track team was just about the only thing that had been able to stop the constant buzz in my head since the last time I was with Malcolm. The wind in my face, the burning in my thighs, and the ground flying by underneath my feet freed me from the constant questions I had for myself. Was I a slut? Was I a sinner? Did the needs of my body outweigh the needs of my eternal soul?. I needed none, she was out here after 2:00 AM in the dark with a bum car, no one should have that sort of problem. And I knew that like me she had a few whiskeys before leaving the bar and the scent of booze was never a good thing if you were calling for help.“Get in and turn the key, let me hear the rattle,” I said as I leaned over the hood unable to see a thing in the dark.I looked back at her as she walked around to get in the car and as she got in her tight little shorts pulled up so tight.