I pounded the love of my life for all I was worth, Karen Orgasmed and I ended up flooding her pussy with my cum. After we recovered, I said "come on, ...ets get cleaned up". The sheared a shower making sure we was both nice and clean and fresh, before we got dressed, and then headed to the hotels restaurant for some breakfast. Karen had orange juice, a banana, and cereal, and I had a Bacon, eggs, toast and a mug of tea. After breakfast I asked her if she still wanted to make love all day, to. I grew up believing that anal sex was painful, dirty, and disgusting and I based it all on couple of horror stories told to me by two of my best friends during high school. Since then I have lost few boyfriends because of it, actually because of my flat refusal to even consider it, and when I finally met Steve, who soon became my husband, I was relieved that he never mentioned it or showed the slightest interest in it. I love my husband to death, he is the most patient loving and understanding. I reach her ass hole with my hand and gently rub her with a finger – this triggers her to start bouncing forward and backwards, left and right, letting my dick feel her cervix, caressing it… She’s a fountain of juices – she has already had lots of orgasms, and she’s also full of perspiration – her long blond hair is already wet, almost as if she’s had a shower – she doesn’t stop, just keeps on fucking me. She doesn’t say a word – no moaning, no nothing, just her breath that, when she orgasms,. He grunted, hearing the sound of her pleading needy voice, Softly panting against his eardrum. He began to thrust to and fro, building up pressure more within his shaft. His thrusts became harder with each pounding, slapping his balls against her ass cheeks. She felt every thrust dwell into her, drilling her insides, stretching out her juice soaked vagnial cavity. “More! More! More! Please dont you fucking stop! Pound my fucking pussy to oblivion! Lace my insides with your seed!” Her body began.