My heeled feet rested against the floor below as his long cock plowed into my depths over and over. I reached between us to massage my clit, only to h...ve my hands intercepted and held out to each side. I felt the straps on my shoes release as well, and soon my feet were bare, hands holding them apart too. The feeling of the room changed, the energy went dark, and what little remorse I had was slipping away. A man approached from the top of the stairs, then dangled his thick cock in my face,. Now, a farm upbringing might give you an early education in the mechanics of sex, but no young girl ever saw a chicken blow a rooster, so Lisa was improvising. I guess college had made her a quick learner, because I can't remember ever being blown better, then or since. She licked, she sucked, she slathered and she swallowed my dick right to the root... like a pussy with tonsils. She was that rarest of treats -- a girl with no gag reflex. Heaven, take me now.I grunted a warning, but she already. Our orgasms subsided and she collapsed down onto me, as we tried to regain our breath, her pussy still impaled on my cock."I can't believe it, that was even better than last time!" She said, panting.I smiled at her and said "Yeah, but I can't wait until it's even better next time!"She smiled back and then unmounted me, which allowed my cum to start spilling out of her slit, I must have shot it quite deep though, as not much seemed to be coming out. Suddenly, Anita froze, her eyes fixed on the. When my finger slid into her pussy for the first time, she broke the kiss. There was nothing muffled about the moan this time. It was a soft, clean, audible. "Ohhhh". I worked my finger in and out of her pussy until I was beyond the second knuckle. There was not much deeper I could go so I rolled over and maneuvered her into a sitting position.Kneeling in front of her, I let my tongue slide down across her chin and neck until I had the first taste of her tits. First her left tit, then her.