As much as Mya craved my cock in her ass, she usually had a hard time handling it for long periods of time. But tonight wasn’t about her. It was a...out me. “Where’s my dick, slut?” I asked harshly, pulling her head back to better hear her gasping reply. “I...In my ass,” she stuttered in between anguished moans. “Ass...hole!” I corrected, tightening my grip on her hair. “Asshole!” she blurted back in response as I drove particularly deep inside her. “Your dick is in my asshole!”I smiled in. Dalton just pressed her up against the wall harder by her throat. By this time Rylee was soaking wet and Dalton started undoing her pants. Pulling them down to her ankles she began to tease her. His hands roaming around her thighs. And making her ass Rylee could feel that her ass turning red and imagin that she now has a hand print on her ass. Dalton ripped her lacy red underwear in half and tossed it to the side. And didnt hesitate to start fingering her Mmm babygirl you are so fucking. I know I have said it a couple of times, but she is "Unfucking believable!!"We ate and went to bed. To sleep!I woke up about 4pm. Took a shower and shave. Felt refreshed. She was up when I came out. She asked me what I had planned for her today. I told her that maybe we should just walk around on the beach and take it a little easy. She gave me the poutty face. I said "at least the rest of the afternoon. She smiled and said not before I screw you. Well we rolled around and did the number. It. I chose to dress down for the occasion, sporting a pair of jeans and a loose blouse under my jean jacket. Beneath the ensemble I wore a black lace push up bra. My toes I had painted an emerald green, yet left my nails unadorned. In my field it was hard to keep up a good manicure.I could hear the thumping of footsteps coming to the door and a smirk crested my lips. I had a split second decision between greeting you with a kiss and tearing your clothing off or remaining civil and reserved. Your.