“The storm can’t hurt us here. We are safe.”Slowly, Sarah calmed down. She didn’t release the hug since it felt so good. She liked the way the...shadows from the candle light showed off Blake’s rippled chest. He looked stronger and more fit than any boy her age that she had seen. She hugged him tighter, forcing their chests together. Sarah could feel Blake’s boner too. It poking her leg got her thinking... “Thank you for being patient with me,” Sarah whispered before leaning in and kissing Blake. I remember my first visit to a hotel. It was back when I was serving my apprenticeship as a cop and didn’t have much money. I was tired of having sex in the public room of the coffin complex where I was living. It seemed like someone was always trying to slip a cock up my ass while I was having at it with some woman. I had talked a young woman into sharing the cost of a hotel room with me. We paid our ‘hotel bill’ and went to our assigned cot. The sheet on the cot was soaked with semen. I was. At the moment our story begins, Selina was perched high above Joel, a reasonable guy in her estimations, but he lacked something in his character to ever get closer to her pussy, than having his head nearly pushed into it as he held her steady. Mmm, that was it, he was steady, and she couldn’t picture him, jacking his cock into her fetching arsehole. Truth was Selina was pretty, angel pretty but her tastes in sex were hellishly filthy. Though the whole stadium was full of smutty thoughts it. So I ventured out to the tool shed to see what I could find and there was much to chose from garden tools, to snow shovels, I see that the snow shovel had a bigger handle than anything else, so I cleaned off the best I could but still wasn't clean enough, so I took a bread rapper and covered it and greased it up with Vaseline and stuck my fingers in self for a slippery entrance, but the tightness of my ass wouldn't let it slide in as planned, but I was determined to get it in me to the point.