I raked my nails over his back and kissed him passionately as his fingers brushed the gusset of my thong. I exhaled sharply and he clearly took this a... permission to press his hand against me, lingering there, rocking slowly. With each movement I felt hot desire build in my clit, a need for him. I let out a tiny whimper into his mouth as he slipped his hand into my underwear and pressed a finger into me, curling it up into my g spot. He started to build a rhythm and my lips left his, moving. I was hurting. My stomach felt like it was in cramping, my ass hurt in places I didn't even know I had and the opening burned like scolding hot water had been poured onto it. I just knew he tore something and felt the liquids oozing from my tender sphincter a few times but couldn't tell if it was blood or not.He was too big for any woman to take it anywhere let alone up the ass and even though I wasn't a virgin back there, I wasn't prepared for what he did to me. Using only the fluids inside my. Walking up to the front door I see the two young who rent the basement from my lover coming out their private door and driving off in their car. I don't think they notice me and they don't really know me well enough to do more than nod if they had. I barely have time to knock on the edge of the outer screen door before she has the inner door open. I start to open the screen door when she comes a foot forward from the shaded interior to stand in the sunlight doorway, in clear view of the street. I was well oiled now, either from my wetness or from all the margarine, but whatever it was, his cock was pistoning in and out of me so fast the whole house was shaking... or maybe that was just the table. It was too hard to tell. I was delirious with pleasure. I couldn't even feel the soreness in my pussy anymore. I just wanted him to keep fucking me, and I was glad he was threatening to do it more. I felt like I had found a loophole, all the sex I could ever want, while none of the moral.