“Grease your finger” she suggested. A bit of KY did the trick. She said it felt funny but don’t stop. As she became more relaxed I used two fing...rs. When I got to three she began squealing. “Oh babe it feels nice” she whispered. We had debated what position she should be in. Bronwyn had said she could be on her back or doggy. I suggested on her back was best as she could tell me if it hurt or she wanted me to stop. Coating my cock in KY I began to enter her backdoor. She moaned and I stopped. We were getting excited and playing the game of ‘one up man-ship’; as she got hold of my balls and started to play havoc on them with her hands, lips, mouth and tongue.It seemed as if there was a little calm between our struggle, when she suddenly asked me, if I was ready to put my cock in her pussy or needed more time. “I cannot wait much”, she was stubbornly sure. “I know you can go real deep and I want to feel you hitting the farthest end inside me”. Emily was being a real cock whore. I. Kicked off his shoes, then pulled his socks off."Last chance!" he said as he stood there with his hands on the fly of his jeans. "You can still back out!"In a slightly quivering voice, I answered. "I might just kill you where you stand if you stop now."He laughed, but I think he saw I wasn't kidding.Turning his back towards me, he undid his fly. Then he lowered his pants, slowly, slowly exposing the crack of his butt cheeks. His ass was perfect. As he removed the pants completely, I marveled at. ”Carther dutifully repeated the words. He felt a strange sensation overcome his body, and the lid clicked open under his hands. She got him to open the lid and put on his bling. She explained the major function of each item as he put it on. Carther felt at peace with himself once the items were in place. It was a lovely feeling.He looked a Mary and knew he had found the person he wished to spend the rest of his life with. She was his soulmate. She negated his shortcomings and shared his desire.