By the time I had their whole length in, you had two fingers pounding into your own hole, with two more working on your swollen clit. I could tell you...needed to get to a large climax soon before you burst with energy. I sped up my fingers, fucking your ass and slapping the area around it with the rest of my hand at the same time. The little slaps sounded loud in the still night, and due to your wetness, they sounded slightly damp, like running barefoot on warm wet sand. As you started to climb. We agreed to meet at my apartment when I got back from taking the car to the body shop.The party broke up early. Laura was leaving the next morning and the rest of us were starting our second quarter classes. As we left, I looked down at the accident scene. One of the Readers Digests had slipped off the bowl, taking the cardboard truck with it. The toy car was perched precariously atop the other Readers Digest.When we reached my apartment, Charlie got out of his car to survey the damage to my. His best friend called him a jerk. Mark of course didn't try to explain. What could he say, 'I'm mad because I didn't get to push my dick against my Mum's arse!!!!!!'When dinner was over he went straight to his room. His mother had put on a robe that reached from her ankle to her chin. He wasn't likely to get any views of her gorgeous body anyway. He went to bed looking forward to the morning.Helen was sat at the kitchen table drinking her coffee. Her body shivered with tension when Mark came. A £120 treat.The day was England's, and after close of play we queued for our taxi, eventually reaching 'Brum' and my hotel.I'd paid Greg what I owed him in cash, but insisted that I treat him to dinner in my hotel. He was free to do as he wished, being in a hall of residence at uni, and so accepted my invitation.As the day had gone on, he'd opened up, getting over some shyness, and was starting to pay me compliments which I was flattered to receive. He was a very attractive young man.We had.