Rukia was dressed in her work clothes, blue top and blue pants. After around half an hour Donna said “Come with me” and led her upstairs, I follow...d, and in the bedroom Donna sat her on the edge of the bed.Rukia was absolutely stunning, her long black hair nestled gently on her shoulders. Donna sat next to her and leaned forward with her hand on her knee, gently kissed her on the lips. Rukia immediately pulled away and said “I’m not like that” as Donna put her hand round the back of her neck,. His tongue worked its magic on her clit as soon her knees almost buckled as she had an orgasm. He carried on licking her and she came a few times. When he stopped he stood up and spanked her ass quite hard, leaving red hand prints on her cheeks. He then sunk his cock deep into her and after a few strokes, pulled out and positioned his knob at her bumhole and thrust into that. He kept interchanging until he pulled out of her ass and shot his load over her asshole and pussy. He then bent down and. . but I’m sure that would be wrong. I can’t do that.”“Oh, you’re right, Mrs. Hopkins. It probably would be wrong if he were to actually fuck you. But, if you asked Jack nicely, maybe he would just put it in so you can get an idea how it feels. It won’t really be fucking, so there shouldn’t be any harm in it.”I hesitated. It would be nice to see what it felt like. Would it feel different than my husband’s? I sighed. I wanted to know.“All right. You can put it in. No fucking,. "And I'm always taking a shower around this time." "Well, hurry up! I've gotta pee!" He quickly closed the door, but not before he took a last look at my naked ass and met my eyes again. Why didn't I cover up? Why didn't I squeal and wrap the towel around my breasts and ass? Why didn't I yell at my father to close the door? Why did I all but ask him to help himself to my naked ass? Why didn't I act shocked? Appalled? Outraged? Why? Because I wasn't. To be truthful, I was pretty turned on. I had.