She opened her eyes and knew she was alone, but the afterglow of her orgasm lingered she drifted to sleep, satisfied without shame, trying to imagine ...hat her lover looked like. He came home the next day, her man. The reunion was warm but not passionate. He kissed her, held her, and stroked her butt. He told her he missed her, but she was in the mood for a demonstration of how he missed her, not just words. She was horny, she made a pass at him. She led him to their room, made him stand as she. Around and around, his finger went, spreading the lotion. Finally, he stood up behind her, and whispered into her ear, ‘You ready for this Lor?’ ‘Yes, Chris, fuck that slut ass of mine, fuck it!’ she practically yelled. He needed no further encouragement, and proceed to place his steel-hard dick right behind her asshole. He slid the tip in slowly, experiencing exceptional ecstasy. She seemed to be feeling similar feelings from the sounds she was making. He began to push slowly more and more in.. Don said that the fraternity guys were all friends of his and was sure theyd love to have her strip for them and more any time shed like. The only question was where and when. I was not participating in this conversation and neither of them asked my opinion. It seemed a foregone conclusion that she would strip and put out for a small group of these guys as soon as arrangements could be made. And the question of where the event would take place was settled when they agreed that our home would be. I was also able to catch glimpses of water forming on her perfectly curved ass cheeks that would stream down her round curves and pick up speed as they fell down to her legs. She stopped sucking me and looked up. “How am I doing?” she asked. “Feels good,” “Is it? Is there anything I can do better?” Then it dawned on me. “Have you ever done this before?” “Oh... ” she hesitated and stammered. “No, but I really want to.” “Are you sure?” “Yes, I intentionally didn’t drink too much tonight. I.