She really was a wonderful erotic and skilful fuck and then I told her that she was “as good a fuck as I’d ever had and much better than many” s...e responded.“I love you talking to me crudely like that Lew even if it’s a whole lot of rubbish”I assured her it was not and she was indeed a wonderful sex partner. She was calling the shots and as she built to her own orgasm she encouraged me to try to cum with her. This was not difficult and together we increased our very rhythmic thrusts until she. “Absolutely. Just start off slow, so I can get used to it. I love it this way. Just don’t ram it in.”Jack didn’t say anything, but the next thing I knew, a greasy finger was running up and down my buttcrack. He pulled it away and squirted a little more KY on his fingers and slipped first one, and then a second, up my ass. It felt wonderful! My ass was squirming around on his bed, then he pulled his fingers away. I glanced back over my shoulder and saw him greasing up his cock. I wanted it, but. I had decided to get up early and set-up the security on Saturday since I probably won’t be seeing Katelynn either, now. I had just gotten in my car when Katelynn pulled into her driveway like a bat out of hell. She sat there for another ten minutes, radio blasting and not moving a muscle. I got out and walked to her car door. She was crying. I mean really crying. Her make-up was running down her cheeks.I knocked on the window, startling her. She looked at me and then she shook her head. . Full… a full pussy was what she was wanting. And not just the standard, sweet, gentle, missionary, precious-little-lover time they usually had. No, this time she wanted to feel like a complete slut. And she was prepared for it, too. She’d taken an afternoon off from work under the guise of a hospital appointment, and paid a trip to a local lingerie shop. She’d hidden the bag in “her” side of the bathroom cupboard under the sink, behind the economy packs of tampons and various lady-lotions.