’ It wasn’t the way I’d fantasized sex with her would be. I wanted to be the ardent stud, who brought her to an unending series of powerful cli...axes while I ravished her beautiful body. In short, I wanted to be Sarah’s stallion, and she would be my filly. Now I was embarrassed, my penis was limp as a wet noodle, the mood had been broken. She sat up and kissed me on the cheek. ‘It’s OK. It was kind of cute the way you squirted. I’ll wash it off in the creek.’ Sarah stood up and tiptoed to the. .. well, that was not quite true; after a while, you could. They almost invariably had this nervous, anxious look about them, especially the younger ones. This guy wasn't like that.After killing some time looking at the marker pistols, he finally strolled up to the counter. The girl looked up, as if she had just noticed he was there, and smiled at him. It was the first time he had seen her there. She looked to be about his age, twenty-four or twenty-five, tall, fit and very shapely. She was. All three of them together with me. Happy.“Gods,” I groaned. “Gods, I want that.”“Yes, yes, cum in me!” Ava moaned. “Flood my bowels, Sven. Let me feel it! Let me feel my man explode in me!”Her words drew me out of my fantasy. I massaged her clit, prolonging her orgasm, as I fucked her bowels. Her flesh spasmed about me. Every thrust built the pressure in my balls. The friction of her slick bowels gripped my dick.“Pater's cock!” I groaned, slamming my shaft into her bowels. “Yes!”“Sven!” Ava. When I was drumming my fingers on the sides of her cunt and sucking on her clit at the same time along with sawing a couple fingers in her ass, Jess actually lifted her whole body off the bed, her weight on her feet at her sides, and her elbows while her hands were still tightly clasping her tits. She was only like that for a few moments before she lowered her upper body, followed much later by her lower body. While clenching and unclenching my fingers, I suddenly felt a few smacks on the back.