He gave a sigh that rumbled deep in that same chest and stroked my hair. I put my head back down and listened to him breathe. That breathing was a lot...calmer and more relaxed than it had been just a few minutes ago. We had made love for what seemed like hours. It might have been, Mike loved nothing more than to take his time rousing me and bringing me to the edge and then keeping me from falling over. He drove me crazy and I loved it almost as much as I loved him.I had been sexually active. Rosamund was not typical in this respect. She had no exterior clitoral structure at all except for a thin stringy appendage which apparently tickled when touched but otherwise served no purpose. To gasps of protest and indignation ("What on earth do you think you are doing there, Rosenhagen?") by tongue play I got the petals of her labia open and licked up her vaginal secretions, which were now quite profuse. She was shocked at the sensation of being tongued up and down between the clitoral. Sie fühlte wie er seinen Körper gegen ihren warf. Mit den Armen ruderte sie umher bis sie die Säule eines Bettes zu fassen bekam. Doch der Druck von Bruce ließ nicht nach. Sie lehnte sich mit der Schulter gegen die Säule und warf sich ihrem neuen Liebhaber entgegen. Bruce war wie im Rausch. In seinem Geist hörte er immer und immer wieder eine Stimme. Er wusste nicht ob sie männlich oder weiblich war, er wusste nur was sie sagte.„GEHORCHEN WIRD BELOHNTGEHORCHEN IST ERLÖSUNGGEHORCHEN IST. Y'all have fun...' I started to rise up wiping my face when I was made aware of anther penis probing my butt crack. I started to turn when I heard a gruff voice say '...no you don't, you ain't through yet...' before I could mutter a protest I felt his penis sliding deep into my rectum. Standing straight up I was on my tip toes as he hunched up into me and pulled me back down whispering '...I'm in your ass now, I'm there...'There was a ledge or something over the bench, I braced my hands on it.