“More…” I whine, you’re teasing your fingers out of my anus. They pop free and I want to cry at the loss of them. Then I hear the ripping open...of a condom. Seconds later, you’re rubbing lube on my hole, and I feel your cock pressing into my anus. You go slowly; I want more, I’m greedy to feel your nine inch meat fill my ass. But you know more than I do, two fingers don’t compare to your cock and it takes a while for you to get in all the way. You’re playing with my clit as you insert yourself. Now we were downstairs in the man cave, fresh Margs before us. I was enjoying my alcohol buzz and I really didn’t care if we played cards or not but since the women had united and breached the sanctuary of the man cave, we had to play at least few hands of some card game. Of course, poker it was. Our host kept refilling the pitcher of Margs that kept circling the table. The mood was boisterous and loud, laughter became contagious and uncontrollable as the group downed pitcher after pitcher.“One. His tongue felt the remnants of his own cum. How was that Sammie? I heard a car door open and hands pull me up on the seat. I was kneeling on the car seat as the hands on my hips pulled me towards the steering wheel. Where did the driver go? I still had a hand wrapped around the passengers flaccid cock. I pulled him with me. OH baby, youve got one sweet ass. I heard the voice behind me in the darkness, and the sound of hs zipper going down. Wet fingers were rubbing my pussy. Then something. “As I cross below your waist I catch the scent of your arousal and if I have never told you before, that scent is one that causes my balls to rise, my heart to pound and my cock to grow hard. Your scent ignites within me a passion and desire to have you! Tasting you and collecting your thick lubrication on my lips and tongue gives me untold amounts of pleasure!”Her left hand held out the stretchy black lace allowing her right hand to slide beneath the soft thin material that hid her pussy.