I think you see where this is going. Now remember she was a squirter so she could not fake an orgasm. She had also told me she had never been fucked i... the ass and didn't let men do that which was a mistake on her part because if you tell me no and that I can't do something I will do it just to show you I can unless it is something i*****l or bad. So I waited till after she had orgasimed 4 times and we were fucking like crazy all over her apartment and we even got into the shower where I let. We savored the view for a moment -- my swollen inner lips were gripping his glistening shaft and Miss Clitty pushed out straight upwards.He guided my hands to my lower tummy just above my mound. "Try pressing in around this area. There are supposed to be vaginal nerves on the top; try compressing them against my penis inside you."There were, and when I massaged them, warmth spread outwards up to my chest and down well below my hips. We smiled at each other with pleasure while the boiler. When they separated, I could see her still sitting on the counter, my cum oozing from her pussy. She looked lustfully at still-erect cock. Licking her lips, she slid off of the counter and knelt in front of me. Then, like a connoisseur tasting a rare vintage of fine wine, she began to lick the moisture from my cock. She could smell the musky perfume of her pussy juice on my cock and balls. Her tongue ran greedily up my long wide shaft. She could taste her own delicious pussy honey mixed with my. She looked unsure, so I said: We could go to a pub and get an all-say breakfast. At the mention of the word pub she visibly brightened and said: Yes, that's a good idea, I just need to have a pee first. She got out of bed rather unsteadily and went to the toilet. While she was relieving herself I was thinking. The thing was, I didn't really want this turning into another all-day session, today I wanted her all to myself. I hatched a cunning plan.....When she returned from the loo I told her.