He became frustrated by his inability to release but he couldn’t stop because a man needs release. I finally had to stop him because my pussy became...too sore. I can’t really stop him. He could have continued if he wanted but he stopped because he loves me. We can try again another day.He continues to thrust. I feel the head of his penis remain just inside my ass with every long stroke then push all eight inches back inside me.I suggested trying another position. Another position might provide. The business portion, that occurred in another section of the country, was over, and we decided to spend a couple of days in London before we went home.I don't remember how we ended up in Earls Court. I think we asked someone where might be a halfway inexpensive place to stay in London. We got of the Underground and wandered around until we found a street that appeared to have several houses that had been converted to lodging establishments.My room happened to be in the house next door to the. Another part was afraid my tongue would be unable to keep her quiet. I was leaning toward the ladder. Turns out I was right. At least in part. My tongue wasnt enough to keep her quiet. Thankfully, the words that flowed her lips were not the ones I had deed dreading. Stop! she commanded. That was one of the few human words I understood. I considered disobeying the order, but I didnt see the point in delaying the inevitable. I pulled away from her slit, my heart sinking in anticipation of what. ” I kept pinching my own tits, just loving how her mouth was skilled enough to get me off just from that. By now my own tits were engorged and sensitive to the touch. Just one lick could have sealed my orgasm into being a full-blown mind and body fucking orgasm. The image of how this all started kept flashing around in my mind. Her fucking me in the girls’ bathroom while everyone was in classes. And then us doing it again and again and again.“Fuck!” I heard her mumble as we climaxed together.