“Ready for round two?” I asked, after an hour of pillow talk.As I asked that, I noticed, that Mark’s cock got instantly rock hard.“Oh, you are...a horny girl,” He replied as I got on all fours.Mark started to put his cock in my pussy, until I grabbed it and guided to my asshole.“Fuck me, in my ass!” I demanded.“Whatever you want baby,” he said, as he started to fuck my ass.Mark’s thick cock stretched my asshole almost to the point that it hurt making me let out a loud, almost painful moan. I had. I loved it - that feeling of being his bottom. He lifted off, his cock slipping out of my eager hole and pulled me up and over the sofa's arm. He passed me the poppers and took me again. I sniffed away, just as before, as he thrust harder and faster, gripping my hips as though they were his, filling me deep, deep, deep, as my little cock slapped against my stomach. His exertions resulted in him exploding inside of me, pushing as far as he could go, me pushing back as far as I could go, feeling. I didn't care that she had the same set of chromosomes that I did. She didn't care that I would never be a one night stand. She was beautiful, not only physically, but spiritually and emotionally.And when she died, a part of me was torn away.If not for my daughter, I think I may have given up, even though the mere thought of that would have horrified McKayla.So I cling to the things that remind me of her. I kept the house mostly as we had it before she died. Her car was basically mothballed. He asked me to hold his penis again and I eagerly obeyed but, unlike my brother he did not start to swell so I worked it gently to see what happened. He was pleasing me and I him but it took ages for his sausage to swell a little so I worked his skin fully back with every stroke and went quicker until at last it was standing out once more. I wondered if he would squirt again but had no time to think to much as he drew away from me, laughing as the disappointed look on my face was obvious and.