Then her hands reached down, pushed my head harder into her crotch. ‘Quickly, before I burst.’ Her voice was a strangled grunt and I had to repos...tion, but when I got the angles right she moaned deep in her throat, settled down to enjoy. I used the whole box of tricks on her, didn’t let her escape, and I swear she was nearly sobbing by the end. Sadistic Doug. Took pity on her then, pushed hard, nose pressing on her clit, tip of my tongue trying to drill through her G spot, and she went fuckin’. “It’s your home, and I am your guest,” he said as he emptied what was left of his wine, the French accent reappearing.“Où en France As-tu grandi?” I suddenly asked him where in France he grew up. He stared at me. I let fly more French than I’d spoken in years. I looked it all up first to make sure I had it close enough. I told him that I’d studied French for several years and could converse pretty well. I said that we could speak French if he wanted. I watched him sweating as I spoke.“J’ai. ”She walks over to me stepping right up close. We kiss, mouths, lips, tongues, everything. Stopping only because the cab arrives. Sam leaves and I’m left with dishes and thoughts of the coming night. When the cleanup is done I check under the table to see if I spilled, I hadn’t, Sam took it all. That’s when I start prepping the house. Two glasses on the coffee table next to a bottle of red wine. I gather every candle I can find, and divide them between the living,- and bedroom. Putting fresh. .. back here! I hope that it’s nice and tight for you ... honey! Do my ass harder! Sodomize me!” Whitney kept shouting as he bottomed out inside her slick, hot, velvety backdoor.They had only a little time left, so Allen couldn’t fully appreciate the experience of putting his dick inside his girlfriend’s butthole. Even so, he relished it as much as he could, pumping in and out of Whitney’s tight end, stretching her pucker as he plowed the backfield. He gripped her love handles and she creamed.