“Ooooooh! I’m cumming again! Oh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me!” I shouted as another orgasm tore through me less than a minute after the previous. Gradu...lly he stopped his pumping and withdrew his dick. “Fucking hell…that was…just unbelievable…you’re incredible,” I said gasping between words. We just lay there for a little while. “Henry I’ve been fully pleasured and I’m completely satisfied,” I said quietly. “I want you to cum now.” “Where would you like it?” he asked. “In my mouth,” I responded. . "Take a closer smell. It is a completely beautiful scent," she said, smiling. I came closer and took a long sniff at her neck. I lingered there for awhile taking in the arousing odor. She moved away and asked, "Penny for your thoughts?" I shook my head to break myself from the trance. "I, I, what an intoxicating smell! It makes me feel..." "I know! I hope it does the same thing to the boys at school too!" she said with a wide grin. "So what do you need help in, anyway, Amy?" "Oh, anatomy. I. I was getting scared now but also I was excited.He continued to knead and caress the soft flesh of my ass cheeks. It was really turning me on as his finger began to move now between my ass cheeks ever closer to my very tight butthole. His finger slipped under my tiny thong and grazed my tight anus. The feeling was electric. Then he took his time slowly rubbing my asshole and pressing upon it. My clit was rubbing against the edge of the table now as he continued to finger my asshole. I was. When we got home we'd go into the bedroom and hastily get undressed. Our favorite position on dance nights was Carol to get on top of me and ride my prick while John got behind her and put his prick in her cunt along with mine. I loved the feeling of her cunt hugging both of us and our pricks rubbing against each other. When John and I came, I could feel his cum running down my prick and Carol's trembling orgasm. We often went out to Sunday Brunch. We would order French Beignet with chocolate.