“Yeah, I fucked you so good you need to cum without me even touching your cock? You really are an anal whore, aren’t you?”“Yes, I am. It feels...so good that I can’t control myself much longer.”I expected that to be followed by even faster thrusting; an attempt to fuck the cum right out of me. I hoped for that to be accompanied by a reach around and her hand jerking me off to completion. Instead, she pulled out of me. She leaned over me. I felt the dildo press flat against the crack of my ass. I. All she could think of was the lit fuse of her desire, threatening to explode at any moment, and the heavenly feeling her vibe would give her when she pressed it to her clit.She withdrew her fingers and retrieved it. Struggling. Turning it on high, her body begging for release, she slid her fingers back in and started fucking herself furiously. The vibrating toy teased her, daring her to touch her clit as it hovered an inch above."Nngg! Nngg! Nngg!"Thrusting her hips skywards, she made contact. And that's when he whispers in your ear that he is gong to fuck the shit out of you, and he wraps his arms round your neck and makes you arch back, and then you feel it, his big cock sliding in and out of your arse as he is true to his word, and he machine guns you.Awesome.This was what happened and as I lay there with my face in the felt, feeling intense pleasure and pain, smelling the heat of sex, feeling his sweating body on mine, my ears full of the loud music, I thought wow this is great.. "No," I told her.Silence greeted me and I started to think we had been disconnected."Hello? Still there?" I asked."Franklin, you can't possibly mean that. It's John Royce! He has won more writing awards in the past ten years than anyone ever had in a lifetime. He gets six figure advances from his publisher, if he even hints at an idea for a book. High six figures," Becky, my agent of two years said in a begging voice."Didn't you hear me? I said, 'no'. I'm tied up with a personal project that I.