. he stepped back and I bent over got up on my knees and squeezed my legs together so my ass would be sticking up in the air for him.. he stood over m... on the bed and leaned on my back as he slipped it into my ass.. I groaned and asked that he please take it easy.. he seemed to understand and for the first few moments he gently worked his way in... once he felt me open up he began to pound. This monster dick stretching out my tiny asshole was the boiling point I felt myself beginning to. She returned the courtesy and entered the door of the great house. It was only then that I took the time to examine the house. It was a grand house and at once I realized her uncle must be a man of means.I wandered the city until eight hardly able to contain my enthusiasm for meeting the delightful girl again. At eight precisely, I knocked. A servant opened the door, I think a bit surprised. I learned later that in French society, being a few minutes late is expected.Marie greeted me and. My cock exploded hard.Donna flinched and coughed, but took every spurt of cum as my cock jerked in her throat. She let me hold her head down until I was finished, then sat up.She cleared her throat and said, “What that okay?”“It was wonderful, Donna.”Then we kissed briefly and she laid her head on my shoulder. I ran my fingers through her long silky hair and tried to convince myself that I’d just shot my load into Donna Jackson’s throat.“Bill?” Donna whispered.“Yeah.”“You’ll think what I’m. He was tired and needed the extra time to himself to sit in the sun and relax.Now the hangover was gone, the handsome young attorney allowed the events of the night before to slide through his brain. Vision after vision of his wife's nakedly spread cunt greeted his mind's eye under the morning sun, causing a stirring in his bathing trunks at the same time as waves of hope washed through him with their accompanying mood of contented happiness. There was hope for his marriage after all! It seemed.