.. It's yours, my ass is all youhh-uuhrs oowwhh fuuuck!"At those words, I went crazy. Unable to restrain myself anymore, past even the dirty talk and ...ough play, I started slamming Judy's asshole with all I had, desperate to cum. Her yells and my growls and the clapping rapid-fire impacts of my groin against her plump rump filled my ears as I reamed her tight slippery anus with unrestrained, primal abandon. My hips were a blur for a few dazing seconds, then I forced myself as deep as possible. She promised she would be there for me regardless of what I decided to do. Barb gave me a ride home and I spent the rest of the weekend pondering how I was going to deal with Michael. There weren't any texts or voice mails from him which helped make my decision that much clearer. I waited until he did call informing him we needed to talk. We met the next Wednesday night at his favorite sports bar. I confessed to him I just didn't feel “us” anymore. He didn't get upset but he focused on the sex. .. twelve... thirteen...Frobisher's voice came over the speaker system, with a reminder aboutthe prize draw competition for the best stand at the show.Fourteen minutes.Fifteen.Sixteen.And then, a miracle occurred. The blonde girl, evidently unable todecide between a white dress and an ivory dress, pulled the laptoptowards her for a closer look. In so doing, she revealed the presenceof the TV remote to Bridie.Come on, Bridie, I silently screamed at her. Figure it out!Bridie saw the remote, and a. She knelt down.“Open your legs for me, show me what you have.” she instructed.I straightaway obliged opening myself as wide as I could. She knelt up on her knees and looked down at me. Each hand lay on my thighs and slid teasingly towards my opening.“My you’re wet, I can see globs of your juices oozing from your cunt.” she said quietly. Her hands moved into my folds of wetness and she ran both index fingers up and around my clit.“Oh my god.” I groaned. The feelings coursing through my body were.