"What're you sturrin' at?" Playfully, I popped a piece of crust in my mouth. "Nuttin!" He began walking toward me. The room was poorly lit due to the ...act we had only turned one light on. It was one of those open-floor-planned apartments. A kitchen that was connected to the living room. At this moment I could tell his body language was, well… different. He seemed more relaxed, but with an air of confidence that read, 'Yeah, I have a motive!' The idea made me nervous. Although, I'm not sure what. "Go ahead, cum in my ass, cum deep in my ass!" I yelled.He let go and began pumping loads of cum deep into ass as he slammed his cock in me and held it. He thrust into me."Oh god Matt!" I yelled as I began squirting. My juices all over him again."Oh god!" I yelled again as I jerked against his cock.He continued to pump more cum into me, He forced his weight down on me harder with each jet of cum. Then he humped my ass hard for a minute then collapsed down onto me.I released my feet from. Oh my, what a tingly feeling those butterflies. Broken communication prohibited us getting together before her departure, a big deal but small hindrance; this mission had to be completed. Tension elevated as a communication malfunction caused updates not to be completed, and misunderstanding the mother of all fuck ups, was rearing its ugly head. Thankfully proper communication was repaired and tension made way for excitement. Her first night’s get together resulted in a shower of cum from a. It was the best orgasm I'd had in months and seemed to go on and on while the sound of my pussy being slammed built into a rapid crescendo until Ben groaned and came.Wrapping my arms and legs around Ben as he rested atop me, I couldn't help thinking that if he had just fucked me this well these last months, I never would have turned to Jason. Groaning, Ben moved off me and stretched out on the bed. I felt relaxed and satisfied between my legs, as I went to our bathroom and brought back a damp.