"Hell yes," I answered. She leaned down to my ear and whispered, "Do you want to get behind me?"I let my actions speak for themselves, lifting us both...up so I was sitting up with her kneeling over me, my cock still buried inside her. She squeezed me tight between her legs again for moment as I kissed her neck and shoulders, then she lifted up and started to lay on her front, her ass arched upwards with her red pussy lips parted between her legs. I had other ideas, however; I wasn't about to. "Here, put these on," Rita said, passing me a pair of stilettos with a 5inch heel.I realised they went with my outfit and slipped them on.I stood up, wobbling a bit in the heels I was now wearing, straightenedmy skirt and followed Rita to the pile of washing in the living room.I couldn't pretend not to have mastered the iron for long and I was soonworking my way through the pile of clothes "just like a real woman" Ritasaid photographing me.By the time I had finished my calf muscles felt like. But what’s the big deal, it’s just sex,’ she said.‘You only think that because everyone wants to fuck you, Rachel. You don’t even have to try to get laid,’ I blasted.It was all too true, she was a knockout and the guys lined up for her.‘Just because people want to fuck me doesn’t mean anyone has...yet. Those guys in the squad are all mouth and trousers anyway.’She paused.‘Do you want to fuck me, Dave?’ Rachel demanded.I turned my head to look at her again and stammered ‘Ah, well, I ah...’My. “Beg me, baby, beg me to fuck you!”I did. I needed him back in me. “PLEASE fuck me. PLEASE put it back in. I need you to fuck me, please!”He grabbed my legs and put them up on his shoulders and let me put him back in me. Then he thrust hard. Slamming it in hard. No finesse just a hard thrust followed by another. The pace picking up. Smacking noises echoing around us as his hips met my ass. Again and again.Suddenly I felt him stiffen. He groaned and gave one last hard thrust. Sending me over the.