However, tonight I was also using the vibrator on her at the same time. The vibrator was a bit smaller than me, about 1 1/2 inches and made with the ...ealistic looking jell type surface (she didn't like the hard ones). She had come fairly quickly in a pretty intense orgasm and couldn't take any more of my tongue or the toy so she took the toy away from me and told me to lay back and enjoy the show. She was still laying on top of me giving me a pretty good blow job when she turned on the toy. “Are you okay with what happened?” He asked in a quiet voice. I couldn’t help but laugh at his concern.“I think I should be asking you that. I pretty much jumped you at the door,” I said trying to contain the laughter I still felt.Jared just shook his head his grin slowly forming, “That’s right. This is your mess. I’ll jump you next time so we are even.” I couldn’t stop my mind from latching onto the words “next time” We sat on the porch for hours. We talked as if we had not just had. The silken strangulation maneuver, combined with the intense jostling was more than he could stand and the precious semen was lost to his legs, her hands, the vibrator, the bedspread and her fabulous hosiery spider-web! What a mess he’d made, spurting all over everything! Mental note: Don’t peek at those bondage magazines of Louise’s again. Immediately revised mental note: Perhaps Louise’s harboring of all that suggestive erotica, at the back of her dresser drawer, underneath all her. In a little private cottage in Dover she asked, nay begged, for me to fuck her ass. I admit I was reluctant, and though I enjoyed that round firm ass of hers I hadn't thought of using it in that way. And I'll even admit that I was worried that I would hurt her. So, that first time, we took it slow and gentle."I've got your first present for, u slut!" I aimed my cock at that wrinkled pink hole."God yes! My first present!?" She squealed in delight as I drove forward into her bowels. It wasn't.