He gently withdrew his hand from my soaking cunt. He was so intense that I only just now realized how wet the bed sheets were under me. He shifted him...elf above me on his hands, then lowered his body onto mine. I felt his hard shaft pressing against the outside of my folds. He twitched and separated my lips. I closed my eyes, still very sensitive down there. He was toying with me, and I couldn't tell if I was upset or if I was secretly begging him to continue. He listened to my heartbeat slow. Moaning gently as i slid my cock move further and further into her.. Even in her drunken state she could sense that my cock was thicker and longer than her husbands even though he wasn’t much different in physique, as i began to thrust into her faster and harder and grip her breast tighter. She couldn’t help moan out loud to some of my thrusts and the more she tried to suppress any noise the louder she seemed to become. “oh yes, fuck me darling,” she uttered as i kept up my rhythm. She was. My body was satisfied, at least I could sleep now. I closed the page out and went to bed.The next night though, I was drawn back to the images of Spectra and masturbated to her again. I'm not into girls, I've never even been with a girl. Okay, sure, I've gotten off to vids of lesbians, but I've gotten off to vids of every gender combination of pairs, threesomes, foursomes, and orgies. I've had fleeting moments of bi-curiosity, and that's it. But this Spectra was pushing all my buttons. The. Afterward, we enjoyed a well-earned shower before returning to the lounge for another round of drinks.Jonathan now asked me about my emotional state after our sexual marathon. I told him I was elated, before sharing the history of my former anal failure and loveless existence with him.After returning to the bedroom I discovered that he had lied to me earlier. Apparently, seven was his new favourite number! The following morning after breakfast I showed him around the small-holding. He was.