She feels my breathing change against her, but somehow my words are just as even and sure: " I want to taste you." " Let me lick your lips while you v...brate to an orgasm." The questions are not really questions at this point, I roll her onto her back without waiting for an answer. In an instant my hands are on her inner thighs, and I brush my lips against hers, holding them there for a second, getting them wet. She swears she hears me take a long inhale before I purses my lips around one of her. Then, with a grunt, I pushed the rest of the way in. God was it tight! And warm. And soft. It felt great! I slowly withdrew about a third of the way out, re-lubed, and shoved in to the hilt again. After repeating this process a few more times, I was able to maintain a steady motion, sawing in an out of her asshole as she whimpered beneath me, resigned to the unexpected ass-fucking being administered. I kept a steady rhythm: in, out, in, out; all the while alternating between slapping her. “Pa was bitter, horny from all the times that he stopped sleeping with Ma because she’d been defiled by other men, and drunk after he turned to the sauce. A man of God, drinking the demon whiskey, imagine that! He took up with that stupid whore Tammy Davies for several months, but she wouldn’t stop humping half the town, so that brought more heartache.“Pa was a one-woman man, but he could never catch a break and bed a one-man woman. He finally ... suffered blood alcohol poisoning after getting. Repeating this process faster and faster causes a pulsating sensation that drives you mad, as you grasp me by the ears and pull me closer. I am lightheaded between the sensation of your sweetness and the lack of oxygen (loosen your grip please) so I release and come up for air. I look up into your eyes, and I see a glaze of desire and teardrops welling in your eyes. My view is partially obscured as your breasts heave up and down as you also catch your breath. I dive back in, I've got more to.