Karen was even open to using a finger or two on me when she would give me a blow job. With Karen is when I first experimented with toys. She was a hig...ly sexed person and it seemed like she could never get enough. One night we were in a 69 and I was going to town on her. However, tonight I was also using the vibrator on her at the same time. The vibrator was a bit smaller than me, about 1 1/2 inches and made with the realistic looking jell type surface (she didnt like the hard ones). She had. I kicked at an empty can on the sidewalk, sending it skittering over the pavement.I shoved my hands deep in the pockets of my hoodie, my body aching. Why couldn't I just be normal? Why couldn't I stop doing these things? These things that hurt Carly, and hurt me. Why did I have to push everyone away?I stop, realising I'm outside my building. I head up wearily, trudging up the flights of stairs. I pause when I reach my door. I always have to psyche myself up before I go in, because every time I. “I have never been willing to let a man even think about fucking me back there…but…”(‘But’ was always a good word to hear at times like this), I would let you do anything to me Jake. Just be careful please.” Her eyes were soft and kind as she turned back around and pressed her ass up against my hard cock. I couldn’t help but smile at the trust she had just placed in me. The fact was, my wife had never been willing to let me fuck her ass either, so I had always had this quiet secret fantasy to. “Ahhh! Baby! That felt so good! You really know how to givea good blow job! I want your sweet little pussy now!“ He helped me off the ground and led me to the back of his patrolcar. He lifted me up on the back of it. Holding my legs apartand straight up, pulled me to the edge of the car. He shovedhis cock inside and started fucking me hard. It hurt a littleas his knot went through the tight opening, and I winced,but only for a minute. He was ramming me hard and fast. Hewas hitting the back of.