”David stood up, smiling at her groan as his fingers slipped out of her bum hole.“There,” he smirked, “you did want it after all, tell me it w...s good.”She lay there, her body still heaving, looking up at him. “Please,” she begged.“Tell me,” he commanded.“Please, fuck me, please.”“Say it bitch,” he ordered, “tell me you liked me up your arsehole.”“Please,” she cried, tears of frustration streaming down her face, she could see that she would have to give in, would have to admit what her body was. In missionary position we start motioning our sexes into each other. “How.. does.. yours.. feel?” “So good… I… can’t hold it… much longer.” “Cum inside me…. Fill.. me.. up.” My ass clinches around the plug and I feel every muscle in my body start to contract. The orgasm comes up from my toes and with deep thrusts I let go inside her. When one of the finest orgasms I’ve ever had ends, I collapse on top of her. Both of us breathing heavy for the next couple of minutes we enjoy our closeness and. This is a story of one night when i walked in on him jackiong off, and never turned back...I was getting home from work on a Thursday, about 9:30 at night. I always got home late, and I missed another one of my son's wrestling meets. I hated missing them, but i had no choice. He was eating some leftovers from last night's dinner, when i walked in. I asked, "How was your match son". He said, " I won my match, but my team lost the meet pretty bad". He hated to lose those meets, I could see the. She was wearing a basque— I'd guessed that right— a deep gold colour with matching stockings and no panties. Her pussy was shaved and with the fresh spray tan that she'd obviously got this afternoon it almost glowed. The cut of the basque emphasised her mound. She looked like the most tempting thing I'd ever seen. I clutched the arms of the chair, trying to stay calm as I felt my cock harden.She stepped forward out of the remains of her dress and then turned slowly around, taking baby steps as.