As he fucked my ass, his sweat and saliva began to moisten my hole, making it easier for him to slide his cock in and out faster. I'd stopped clenchin... and was trying my best to relax and let go, allowing him to use me freely. I closed my eyes and listened to the sound of his groans, imaging being a real girl.The sex wasn't good, but it didn't hurt anymore. I wanted to engage with what was happening and began to moan like a girl, making feminine sounds to try to encourage him. My fake orgasms. "Silly question. Yes, I did, and frequently. As a matter of fact I came with everybody I was with, though after a while I was just at that point, you know, where you're almost there, and the slightest touch pushes you over." You must have been exhausted." I slept all the way home, and slept late the next morning. I didn't realize how much that much sex took out of me. I'd once had four guys in one night, and I felt great afterwards, so I thought it would be pretty much the same thing." Well, as. Especially, an experience I’d had with her not long into our relationship when I’d asked her if I could watch her masturbate? ‘Oh! Yes, I’d love that,’ she said, ‘No problem at all.’ Taking off her knickers she asked me, to ‘wank myself off into the knickers she’d been wearing while she did her little ‘demonstration.’ As it happened she’d been wearing navy blue knickers that day and we’d already had a brilliant lot of sex together so I was very happy to oblige her. Wendy was already pretty. Careful not to disturb her he reached across her to turn out the light. Spooning in behind her warm but motionless body, his aching, throbbing cock trapped between them, he closed his eyes and was deeply asleep in seconds.Hours later Judy woke. Briefly, in the darkness and feeling a warm body pressed to her back, she was unsure of where she was, but initially slowly and then in a rush, fragments of memories of the previous hours came back to her, disjointed at first until her recollection.