While munchin her whole mouth, and tongue fucking her at the same time, Mark had now planted two well lubed fingers up my tite jock hole. I let out a ...roan, and Mrs. Clark pipes up with “oh honey, I think he likes it” Mark responds with a mischievously giggling voice, “oh ya—he digs it”.Mark places his hand on the back of my head, and pushes me down harder on Mrs. Clarks pussy, and just said “eat it good homie—get that juice all over that pretty face of yours” And with that I feel a searing. Louise however knew mum and dad, they were not likely to even talk about items such as sex, nudity or the like neither being as outgoing as her sister. In all probability they would be relieved they didn’t need broach the subject, and had the hope Polly would have covered the subject for them! Anyway Louise was not surprised to find Polly naked bar a pinafore, rolling pastry at the kitchen table her large unfettered breasts shaking in time with her movements. The girl made tea for herself. You were only too happy to join the game, your need matched only by my desire to have command. You were keen with your questions, afraid at first but ready to take the titanic plunge into the world hypnotic. I lit all the candles setting a calm, soft mood. Your breathing rapid at first soon slowed to a snails pace. I had you look deep in my eyes, beyond the iris, into the void of my soul. You thought it might be a relaxing affair to be so under, so completely trusting, never thinking I was the. I could feel it between my thighs as I sat across from Duane as we'd been chatting. I wanted to be fucked. It was as simple, and as basic, and uncomplicated as that. I wanted to be wanted. I wanted not love, but lust. I wanted to be taken and fucked, and fucked like a whore; hard, without gentleness; I wanted to swept along on a wave of pure, unadulterated, human lust; and here in front of me was this considerably younger (black) man who, I could tell from the way he looked at me, was as eager.