What I learned about Brooke is that she was a dirty girl that didn’t want a slow and sensual fuck. She wanted me to play a little rough with her and...slam my manhood into her womb over and over. We spent ten to fifteen minutes fucking hard and varied positions. She then said, “I want you to pound my ass hard and shoot your load into my backside.” I rolled her onto her hands and knees and quickly penetrated her anal ring. She yelped in surprise and a little pain be being taken so hard. Brooke. My eyes graze down his stomach, over his tan skin and tight stomach. He’s lying on his back staring up at the ceiling. I’m on my side facing him and suddenly realize how little clothing we’re both wearing, and how this could be my last chance. I reach over and put my hand on his shoulder, "Hey, are you okay?" He looks at me like he's just remembered I was next to him. "Huh? ... Oh yeah. Just thinking about Jack, and how we’ve made this trip in vain." I sigh, “Don't remind me, sometimes I. I heard the zipper as he opened his pants. “Turn around.” Straightening up I turned around, looked at him. His cock poked hard and erect from his pants. “Make him as wet as you can. Then it won't hurt too badly.” My mouth felt dry but I got down on my knees, licked my lips. He waited, looked down on me. Heart beating fast I bent forward stuck out my tongue and licked the tip of his dick. Slowly I closed my lips around him, started to suck. He was so big – though not as big as in his other form. “Open your mouth.” I told her. Almost dreamily, she compiled. Her lips parted and I moved the head of my dick past them. I felt her tongue begin to work, taking the cum and swirling it around in her mouth before sucking hard. “Good girl,” I told her. Her eyes opened and looked right into mine as she nursed the head of my cock. I was still very sensitive and couldn’t handle the sensations long. I jerked, half in pleasure and half in that exquisite post-orgasm pain, as she began to suck more.