He pounded away without a care for the Princess's enjoyment, and this suited her. For so long she had had to put up with lovers who were only there be...ause they were ordered to be. This was a man that wanted sex, and he was taking it and doing as he pleased, and she was loving it.Moments later he came, shooting his wad of cream deep into her open hole, moaning as he tried to keep pumping. Of course his lust had overcome him, and he was spent, and withdrew a prick that glistened with a mixture. I let out a moan as I felt you hand touch my silk encasedarousal. The pre cum making my situation evident to your touch. Yourfingers sought to release my me over the panties waist pant and theytouched the wetness that had seeped from in me. You withdrew your fingersand stopped kissing me. You ran your finger over my lips so I could tastemyself and so you would savour me as we kissed again...Your hand returned to its warm nest only just abandoned and I could feelyou letting me free of the satin. "I might as well tell you. You'll likely hear about it anyway. He had his way with me, an' when I got the chance, I killed him." As was only proper," said Dusty without pause. "I'd have did the same thing if I knew he done it." So ... what I done to him ... that don't make you nervous?" she asked."I ain't gonna try to have my way with you," he answered."That's good," she said, unhappy because somehow it didn't feel good. It confused her that some part of her wanted him to at least try. ”“Tracy and I have been coming here since his dad bought the place several years ago. Lacking any female companionship, Tracy and I indulged in our overactive hormones.A little masturbation, then mutual hand jobs led to taking the plunge and trying anal sex with each other. Neither of us thought it made us queer, just got us off satisfactorily and alleviated the current problem. After that summer, Tracy informed me one day that Sal and Barb were doing something weird at his house and invited me.