I wrapped my tongue around her bouncing chest and dug my nails into her thighs. Faster she moved, deeper and harder I could feel her dripping wet cunt...and hear my cock slap in and out of her. Working me up into such a frenzy she rolled off and onto her knees. She looked back at me and smiled begging for that which she loves the most. Moving between her legs I slid two fingers into her wetness, hearing her moan and arch her head back a third slid in. She moved herself back on my fingers, riding. For now, I felt safely tucked away from the bustle of everyday life, and had spent most of my time reading books and lounging around, thinking about what I wanted out of life. My host family didn’t complain about my lack of physical activity. They were an older couple who had never had any children and they were quite happy to have a surrogate son staying with them. They treated me very well. Mrs. Foster was happy to cook and clean for the family every day while Mr. Foster, now retired, sat. Trin got very quiet. She said, ‘then I’ll be very lucky.’ Nancy replied, ‘then I hope you’re very lucky.’ Nancy inquired for specific details regarding the relationship and frowned slightly as Trin explained some of the more dominant aspects of it. ‘So let me get this straight. She’s waking you up for sex, and you’re the one feeling like you’re imposing on her.’ Trin nodded vehemently. ‘She’d never had another woman before.’ Nancy said, ‘Trin. Take my word for it, you have nothing to fear guilt. "I'm getting close, but I don't want to cum until you do." I want you to get deep in my ass," she slammed down on me, "I want allthat cum," she pulled off, slammed down and grinded around, "I want youto shoot a huge load in my ass, then I'll have my orgasm."I started cumming just as she finished saying it, and as I did sheattacked my face and began kissing me our mouths both open, our tonguesdancing. It was strange though, because she stopped moving when Istarted cumming, which would normally.