And now there is nothing left to do, so shePlaces the tip of the dildo against his asshole and awkwardly bucksHer hips.“Don’t pump, yet,” he say.... “Push first, slowly. It will open upAnd take you in.”She stops, wondering for a moment how much she really wants to hurtHim, and then she does as he directs, pushing firmly against hisAsshole until the small ring parts on its own and the first part ofThe dildo slides into his body.“Ahhh…..ah!” he says, his voice rising at the end, and sheFreezes.. Tears flooded out of my eyes. I couldn’t believe what I had done. I really screwed up this time. There’s no way my mother could forgive me for this. When I looked back at Craig, he just stood there with a disheveled look on his face. I think he was half furious and half startled over what he had just said to me. I swore he said I had a cute little ass. “Craig will you help me with this?”“Ashley I don’t even know what I can do? You’re mom is going to be back tomorrow night. It’s the weekend and. For all that they were clearly well matched, and I briefly wondered again about my reluctance to make my relationship with Trish more permanent. Too late now, I thought.I must have looked tired, for Victor offered to take me back. He called a taxi. I got in and he followed. I must have looked surprised."Allan," he said. "I have another idea I'd like to go over with you. Won't take long, but you could give it some thought."I thought it strange but he was the customer. So we went back together. Her tiny waist accentuated her hips and slender legs. Her face was turned slightly away from me, revealing a delicately slender neck and a small tattoo behind her ear.'At least she's eighteen,' I thought to myself. Her presence wasn't shocking as much as her actions. Panting softly one hand was locked firmly between her thighs while the other roughly squeezed and massaged her tits and nipples. Eyes closed her hips shifted and writhed as she pleasured herself vigorously. As her breathing.