”You feel the weight of her on the bed beside you, and she moves close.“Did you like that? I just fucked your ass baby.”“Mmmmmmmmmmmmm…I lov...d it.” You reply, and reach to pull her closer. Your mouths meet again, and you can feel her hips gently rocking. Her mouth slides along your jaw, to your ear. “Will you fuck me? In the ass?” “You have a beautiful cock, and I want it in my ass.”Her hand closes around your shaft, and you feel a surge of energy. Her hand strokes your stiffening. MMM! We each had a few sips andBarb continued, "At first the boys at school just thought you were a geekand a loner. Most of the girls liked you and still do because of the way youtalk to them and treat them like I don't know how to say this!" She wasworried and frustrated. It showed in her face and body language.Mrs. Nelson butted in and helped her by saying, "You treat them as equalsand whenever you are with them you are just like they are. You are one ofthem."Barb smiled at her mother in. And then another. And another. But what else could I do? I was beyond infatuated with my queen-sized girlfriend, and when she announced that it was time for us to wed, I gratefully went along with it. To my disappointment, the way we had sex remained the same, although she didn’t bother to finish me as often. And she also introduced a new form of foreplay, which was her lying on her plump tummy while I buried my face between her massive buttocks and used my mouth on her rear opening. It was. When I arrived, you were in your office, bent over some map printouts on a table. Later you told me that you have been dreaming about making love all day. I walked quietly into the office, came up behind you.“Hi,” I said softly.You turned around, and I could see by the liquid glow in your chocolate brown eyes that you had been thinking about sex, and fantasizing about the risky and exciting prospect of getting fucked in the office. I had planted the seed when I phoned you at lunchtime, after.