We had smiled at each other and felt the burning desire in both of us that we wanted each other. His name was Matt Graham and a paramedic at the local...emergency centre. As I sat near the bar drinking my third or fourth glass of white wine I can't remember, Matt Graham came over to me. "Hi there," he said, in a sexy, deep voice that made my heart pitter patter. I looked up at him and smiled, "hi yourself. So you're not drinking tonight?" I asked, fluttering my long dark eyelashes at him. He. He didn't wait to ask questions. Act first, ask the questions later, he figured. He raced up behind Barry.As he raced, his leg moved back in a perfect arc. Then it shot forward.Once again, Barry had the sensation of being impacted by a freight train. Only this time, it was in the area he valued most in life. He felt as if a freight train had impacted his privates."HAIYOOOODDDLLLEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAOOOOOOIEEEEAAEYYYYYYYE!" Barry screamed, "HYAOEEE AIIII OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"He instinctively grabbed. ‘Well, can I eat your pussy? There now, I’ve said it and there is no putting it back.’ Martie let fly. ‘I figure you will understand that this is a one time thing, just to satisfy my own curiosity and let it go at that.’ ‘Uh.’ I was stunned silent. My body was saying yes, but my sensibilities were confused. And then it hit me. How could I say anything but yes? ‘As I said Martie, I would do anything for you, and if you want to eat me, then give it your best go.’ I said as I scooted to the edge. She arched her back so I could see her gaping asshole swallow the head of my dick and thrust it to the base in one quick push.I couldn't believe her staying power. Even after the rough buttfucking I had just given her, Sarah not only still wanted it in her ass, but she was leading the charge, reverse cowgirl. She reached back and spread her asscheeks so I could see that she was not only ground against my waist but that I was buried to the base of my dick in her ass. Then she started bucking.