His head hit my throat and was feeling like vomiting but he held my head tightly and was mouth fucking me he was fucking me for ten min and the he cum...inside me and made sure that I swallowed it completely then he got up and asked me to get a lignocaine gel and proctoscope from my shelf.I went and got it. He made me lie on the bathroom floor and he made me raise my ass up, he applied gel over my asshole and pushed in his index finger and finger fucking me hardly and I started to cry and he. "Barb looked at her friend holding up a paper back with a picture of a handsome young man carrying a woman dressed in a nightgown through the woods.Diane was always reading those kinds of books and once tried to get Barb to read one, but she just couldn't get into it."They're all the same anyway," she'd told her. "It's the same story in every book. Someone only changes the names and sometimes the scenery in them as well that's all." Well they're a little more than that," Diane had replied,. And I his favorite sheath, in which to encase his long, steel-hard sword as often, and for as long of a duration, as our complicated lives would allow. I kissed and licked my way up the long, the endlessly long and beautifully thick shaft, reveling in and thankful for the silent I Love You’s, every time he throbbed on my lips and my tongue. Such powerful throbs, and for I to be the cause of them! A source of pride at my skills, for sure, but the powerful throbs I was now causing him, being also. I was extremely turned on and didn't care much about what he was saying but memory has it that he was pretty vulgar and coarse with his descriptions on what and where he wanted to do with me that night. I must admit, it had me intrigued. By the time we arrived at his place my pussy was soaking wet and his fingers were stroking my clit. He had a full hard on and his cock was pulsing with anticipation. This made me even more wet. Once inside his apartment he poured us another round of drinks and.