My semi-hard cock is laying against my body now and laying in between the lips of her sweet pussy. She is moving back and forth sliding on my cock sin...e she is very wet. I whisper in her ear, “Honey, let’s hold up just a minute and talk.” It is so difficult to even think laying together like this. I feel her pussy stroking my cock. I can feel my cock starting to harden up again now. But, I really need to stop this. I said, “Honey, I love you very much. You are a beautiful young woman. But I. She points her cock head at my rear entrance and runs it along my crack up and down. After a few passes, Asa presses her head against my entrance and applies pressure to it. My sphincter yields and her head slides into my asshole. I throw out another moan. Asa says: “Just relax!” Asa stops there for about fifteen seconds, waiting for my anus to relax and to adjust to her big cock. Then, she begins to push forward slowly. She gets half of her cock in, then pulls out up to the head. She pushes in. I had friends but gradually I’d allowed myself to grow distant from them. The more they became bogged down with boys, drink and rebelling the more I disliked them and myself for being so different.Ok, perhaps that was a slight lie. Although I wasn’t much interested in boys and sex I had began to mature, shall we say, in my own little way? I had accidently realised the pure pleasure of fresh air against my bare skin and it had become custom for me to wear nothing beneath my red and white gingham. I can'tremember the last time I had my shirts heavily starched. I haven't wornsuspenders with a suit since the first Clinton administration. Still,looking at myself in the mirror. Could be worse. More belly than I shouldhave. Plenty of hair, though. Lines in my face that show I've been aroundthe block a few times. A man of the world. And, judging from last night, ayoung dick. Yes, could be worse.I checked throughout the suite for anything either of us might havemissed. In the bedroom, I peeled.