She was telling me how great if felt, how damn great my cock was. Lisa pushed on me, and I lifted her up, sitting on the couch with her riding me. She...was fucking the crap out of my cock. “oh play with my boobs, I love the feel of hands fondling them” she said. I was boob deep in. I used one hand to grab her ass, moving the fingers to locate her hole. Soon as I could find it, a finger went into her ass. “ohh you want to fuck my ass now, please do” Lisa said. We changed positions, her on fours,. Yet every month the store pays its bills, keeps up to code, and even remains untouched by vandals despite attempts to shut the store down countless of times before. So the fact that even now the store remains open is quite curious to those who hear the story and a source of many urban legends.Which is further enhanced by the owner of the blue colored store itself as many locals swear that the proprietor of the store was the very same man that first opened the store decades ago. Yet no one ever. He had tears running down his face and saliva oozing from his mouth down to his chest as he continued sucking my cock. That’s when I grabbed his hair and pulled him towards the edge of the bed. I pushed him over the edge of the bed and he landed with his ass up in the air. His asshole was pink and smooth. I imagined that he shaved or waxed his asshole because it looked too smooth to be natural. Either way, that’s when I planted my face right on his asshole and started eating his ass like I was. And 9 of that 10% just dont turn up .so im basically 2 days into a search for that 1% guy who i want to come give me 110% effort in the ass fucking department..evidently it wasnt looking good..i had a couple of hours until my 'im fuckable' window was due to close when a received a message from an unlikely sender..he was a fair bit younger , fully gay , and didnt state a liking for tv/cd on his profile..hed never shown up my searches because of this so i was convinced hed message the wrong.