”She said, “Yeah, we tried it once too but my husband didn’t like it. How about you and I have anal sex after I get out?”I asked, “Won’t i... hurt you?”Wanda smiled and said, “Maybe but I still want to try it. My husband owns my pussy so why don’t I give you my ass?”I smiled and stuck my finger back in her asshole. After a while I added a second finger. The hot soapy water was stretching her out nicely. When I had stimulated her enough she pulled the plug and told me to get ready.I pulled the. Pulling my hand into her hot passion even harder the moist heat of her desire engulfed my palm as the burning passion stuck my heart my cock became engorged making me ache from the thick heavy pounding. Holding the gearshift tightly the vibration of the motor and winding transmission transferred to Liza’s swollen clit. She began to grind on my hand vigorously then leaned over grasping my cock with her two hands. The shock and glorious sensation created a reflex reaction in me. My hips thrust. She was the most incredible looking girl you had ever seen. This was going to be a dream weekend, you thought.You and the girls hit it off. Introductions were full of laughs, and you drank the afternoon away with playful talk and games. You were even relaxed around Laura. It was like something out of a dream. After some food the group and you went out back and sat around a campfire. You thought that life could not get any better. You were sure you were in for three days of gleeful hooking up. But I was feeling adventurous and bold. There was a chance it would be a huge success. Even if I just got a single or something to start the game, I’d be a hobbled hero, and catch her admiration again. It was a lot cooler than being a benchwarmer. At my first at-bat I looked out at the crowd. I saw her in the bleachers. It made me smile. I couldn’t see what she was wearing, other than it was black, but she was there and she was clapping loudly. Her cheers were not over-the-top, but she was.