He then sat up and his hand reached back, "Relax..... I'm going to put your cock in my ass." I watched him as he looked down at me, I felt his hand st...oke my cock as he grabbed it and then pushed it into his ass, the head of my cock pressing so hard against his asshole and then as he thrusted his hips, the head of my cock finally got in him, making him let out a loud gay moan. he leaned forward both hands holding my hands up above my head, looking right into my face. "You're so hard..." he. Never before had I explored myself in such a way and the visions of the women on the computer and Miss Jacksons naked form in the shower kept flashing into my mind. All of a sudden I am distracted from my reverie as I heard the front door slam announcing the arrival home of Miss Jackson, I hastily pulled down my skirt and returned to my position sitting on the bed going through my paperwork and working on my laptop. Mrs Jackson shouted up and asked if I wanted some supper to which I replied. "Don't count on it, big boy. I can't keep this up forever." He squeezed some lube into the palm of my hand and said, "I want to see you cum while I'm fucking you."I stroked my cock slowly, trying to make the sensation last, but there was too much stimulation. It was a couple of minutes before the excitement was too much to hold back. My balls tightened up, my cock jerked a couple of times, and creamy white spunk started flying all over the place. I could feel my sphincter tighten around Danny's. Carrie pounced on Della, pushing her on her back. She pinned Della's arms with her knees. Carrie looked back at Lance. “Please, no!”Carrie placed one hand on Della's throat. She punched her in the face with the other. Lance put words in her mouth, “You don't ever talk to him like that you little cunt!” She emphasized every word with a punch to the face. “Not ever!” Punch! Punch! “You deserve to die for that shit!” Carrie placed the other hand around Della's neck. She squeezed! “Die.