He grabbed her hand and then brought her closer to him. He reached his arm, long and bulging with muscle, and shoved two fingers into her pussy. Two o... his finger were bigger than some guys’ dicks, and she let out a loud and protracted moan. Slightly in pain, but mostly in pleasure. He moved his fingers in a circular motion, or he would thrust them into her wet pussy, a little faster every time. She moaned and twisted on the couch, and his fingers were wet from her pussy so he shoved them in. Looking down, seeing his cock just inside her tiny asshole, made Max groan in kink fueled delight. This was the hottest thing he’d done with her, and as he pressed slowly forward, pausing only a short while to let her get used to it, he watched as an inch of his shaft slid into her bowels. He could hear her moan, and catch her breath, and as he continued to press forward, not harsh or rudely, just firmly steady, he could feel his shaft continue to slide inwards, pressing into her warm back. At its peak, she clenched so hard that the butt plug went flying out of her asshole, and she squirted all over his hand. He would have laughed if he'd seen that happen in a porno, but when she did it, in the throes of a mindless orgasm, it made him desperately hard. He switched off the vibrator, quickly opened his pants, and then, before she'd even caught her breath, plunged into her.Oh! Oh god! He was finally inside her again! Nothing else mattered—her aching hips, her painfully throbbing. We took a shower together, paying special attention to each other's private parts. Although, staying at a nude resort meant they weren't very private. We dried off on the patio with large puffy towels. The slightly cooler air and a soft desert breeze felt wonderful on our nude bodies. We talked about what we might do for the evening. We could stay at the resort, have drinks and dinner, and then who knows what. Or we could go into Palm Springs, shop, have dinner at a restaurant and then cruise.