She continued to lay flat on top of me, with only her hips rising and falling at a slow, steady pace at first. She felt so tight, so hot and so wet. I...didn't think I would last long enough to give her any satisfaction, but it didn't take long before she picked up the pace and began moaning. The moans suddenly turned into a growl and then a low howl as she reached her climax and clamped down on my cock and soaked my shaft and balls with her cum. She lay still for a couple of minutes. I grabbed. "When I started having sex with Valentina some months ago, she had made it clear that she didn’t want to have anal sex. It seems that she had tried with an ex-boyfriend, but it had hurt so much that she had decided not to do it again. She did let me finger her ass, but that was it. However, things were going to change if she wanted me to forgive her.“No... Please, it's going to hurt,” she begged.“It's that or you will have to forget about me... I'll be gentle, I promise.”“Oh gosh… Ok… Gentle!”. She stroked his bottom in slow sensuous motions, her fingertips grazing over the tender membranes of his sphincter. She looked up as the door to the living room opened admitting both Veronica and Patricia who were laughing as they walked into the room arm in arm. Veronica held out a long thermometer toward Diane. It was nearly half an inch in diameter and about ten inches long."I'm sorry but the only one I could find was an anal thermometer, I hope it will be all right for him... he does look. I slipped into the bedroom I shared with my fiancee. She was sleeping off the fun she had last night. She had went dancing with a friend of hers, Diane, at a lesbian club in Tacoma called the Clam Diver and came home reeking of pussy.While she was out partying, I was hosting my D&D group. We had been playing for twelve years, alternating who DM. There was Quatch, my best friend and best man for my upcoming wedding. The others were Tom, Chris, and Kurt, who were going to be my grooms. The guys.