The pleasure rises quicker than normal, but he’s able to read my body and knows exactly what to do to prolong the sweet torture between wanting rele...se and wanting more. I can feel my own wetness in each of his thrusts, the smooth glide he’s able to achieve because of the oral work he did.One of his hands reaches down and he brushes my clit with his thumb. A gasp tears out of me and my back arches as my muscles tighten around him. He grins, pleased with himself, and he quickens both the pace at. Anyway a few years ago I hooked up with a married woman, Sara,who was in the middle of getting separated/ divorced and we or rather she would have some serious angry sex on a weekly basis. We got around to talking about fantasies and I told her of mine, about stripping a bride down to her lingerie and fucking her in white. Well, up the stairs she went, came back down in a big meringue dress and pushed me to the floor, sat on my face and made me lick, suck and fuck her. I have never had so much. It is obviouswhat we are advertising, but our standards are high.Because I am new in town, you assure me that you know just where to gofor the kind of night we want. As we arrive, you tell me that we are abit early, but you wanted to get there ahead of the crowd to get a goodvantage point to check out the men and then attract them to our table.A few men approach us, unbidden. You politely but firmly dismiss them,mildly annoyed that they had the temerity to approach women so obviouslyout of. Please, will you have sex with me?”I stall with the only words that come to mind, “I don’t have any condoms.”'H' has already pulled her panties to her knees; I had moved automatically to accommodate her. She gets one leg out as whispering back, “It’s O.K. I’m on the pill. Besides I’m allergic to latex.”I can’t stop staring at the first pussy I have ever seen in my life. Taking this for permission 'H' undoes the button and zipper on my shorts. She pushes her hands into my pants. One hand goes.