She stopped to look at herself in the mirror and saw her long legs stretch upwards into her panties. The bulge of her pussy was visible through the ma...erial. A flat stomach with signs of a six-pack was evidence of 500 sit-ups every morning. She pulled her panties down and grabbed a pair of jeans. She hated wearing underwear at the best of times but normally did as she was out on site with builders and construction crew most of the day. Giving them a sample of her delights was not good for. I could also use my fingers on her clit now, feeling her wetness spread between us and the swollen bud that was threatening to explode any moment.Kristi pulled me tight into her with her legs as she came. Her hand went to her mouth and she sucked on the side of it as her pussy clasped me time after time. She moaned and I felt her pussy flush with a climactic wash of her juices. I’d stopped pushing into her but as she recovered she leaned forward and reached to grab my hips. “Keep going,” she. "Mmm I need to cum slut, but there's one hole I've not had yet. Turn over and show me your arse." "Oh yes Master!" you pant, still rubbing your cunt. You quickly turn over, getting onto your hands and knees, pushing your arse up in the air, lowering your shoulders to the bed.. I grab your hips, and position you so I can fuck you standing beside the bed, which I know will let me fuck you as hard as I can. I rub my finger over your puckered hole, leaning in to spit into your opening arse, rubbing. My body ached for it. My mind craved it. Although I had not ever experienced being with another boy, let alone a man before, it was an all consuming passion and desire. I needed to be taken by it.He was so much older than me and lived several miles away, but there was a connection between us. Maybe it was a look he gave me, maybe it was chemistry, but I felt drawn to him. I think he knew what I needed without me even having to say it. I think he knew I needed “Daddy dick.” I think he already.