“I don’t like needles.”He filled the syringe, then sat on his bed. “I know, lay across my lap. This way you don’t have to watch.” She lay ...cross him. Mark pulled down her shorts and panties and caressed her tight cheeks.“Hey.”“What? I’ll be touching more than that in a few minutes. Hold still.” He tore open a wipe and swabbed an area. Fran yelped as Mark injected her. He rubbed the knot away, straightened her clothes, and sat her on his lap. “It’ll be a few minutes before it kicks in. Sit and. Her hands shaking, she washed the cups, then dried them and put them away.She returned to the lounge, but suddenly remembered that she had left a paper tissue in the pocket of her jeans so, not wishing to have it disintegrate in the wash she ran back and fumbled with the clothes until she removed the offending article.Ironically, as she did so, a glob of semen dripped from her, clinging stickily to her thigh. She used the tissue to wipe herself, then hastened upstairs to flush it down the. Being this close to her, the stench of sweat which I mentioned earlier was hitting me hard and to my surprise, it had a very intoxicating effect on me. I could see a part of her calf’s when she tried to reach higher and the smell would get stronger each time she moved. It had reached a point where I couldn’t control and forgetting every bit of repercussion that could have taken place; I stuck my tongue out and gave her calf a lick. I was expecting a strong reaction from her, which would be bad. “Fuck me Wallace,” she said, “fuck me now.” I pressed the head of my cock against her opening, her hand still holding her big cheeks well apart, and with one swift push the head of my cock popped right in, ‘Please,” she cried, “fuck my back, fuck my back now.” And I thrust the full length of my manhood into her deepest, darkest hole. She pushed back with her big hips to meet my thrust and began to slowly pound away we stayed like that for some time, I had a perfect view from the mirror and.