Working in an office in the secretarial pool, she was the shy, quiet type. But oh! the things she dreamed of at night would make a sailor blush. (hmmm... that's usually the way it is, isn't it? But I digress... ) Getting word one day that her grandmother had been feeling under the weather, she baked a basketfull of goodies to take to her. (brownies, rice krispie treats, chocolate chip cookies - for those who are sticklers for detail). Ever since her parents had disappeared in a horrific Bermuda. “Oh, this is amazing, fucking amazing”, he says, “fuck my tight hole, fuck it harder”, that was my queue, I sat up, pushing him over onto his back, and pushed a cushion under his arse, to lift him a little, and without even pulling out of him.I lent forward and started kissing him, whilst fucking him just a little faster, this still wasn’t a great position for me, I pulled out of him, “what the fuck are you doing, where are you fucking going, you’ve hardly fucking started”, he exclaims.I laugh,. But after two minutes she removed my hand. She had promised herself not to get into all this and was trying to resist. Main bhi kahan maanne wala tha. I kept one hand around her neck and pulled her close to me. The other hand was still caressing her thighs but not going inside her skirt.Iske liye usne kuchh nahi bola. Garam toh woh khud bhi ho rahi thi. Mera ek hath uski nangi tango pe tha aur dusra upar uski neck pe. Kuchh der tak I kept on carressing her thighs only. Woh garam hone lagi toh. .' I looked back at the screen and there was no mistaking who was on the receiving end of the sex scene. There I was with my legs wrapped around the body of Charlie and he was slamming his rock hard nine inches deep into my anus. My hands gripped his shoulders as I bit in to his chest. I watched in awe as Daniel pulled my legs up till my feet was at Charlies head and Charlie raised up and rammed his entire length of man meat deeper into my bowels. I whimpered and whined as Charlie slid his.