The bowl was nearly gone and my cock was throbbing,anxious to fuck this slut again. I ordered her off her knees and to bend over the bed on her knees ...ith her ass up. She popped the cock out of mouth and bent over. I watched her pretty pink asshole spread as if it couldn't wait for me to fuck it. I inserted the first three inches and she bucked from the sheer size of the head and shaft as it penetrated her begging asshole. She was really worked up now,she begged for more cock deeper into her.. I sigh at how the Fates have conspired against me. Again I think back to that day. I stood on the pier. I looked at her again. Did I mention her mango-sized breasts? I did? Well, I didn’t mention they were covered by a distinctly non-Polynesian white halter-top. She wore a black necklace that appeared to have been made from some local seed or nut. I look at her picture again. I imagine myself pulling down her halter-top, exposing her twin mounds to my hungry eyes. In the old days she would have. I pressed my hand between us and squeezed his cock through his fish-leather trousers. "Why, you will have to churn out a big batch inside me with your tool." My big tool?" he asked, his lips nibbling at my ear."So big," I purred, a shudder running through my body. "So big and thick." I turned in his arms, pressing against him. "You'll stir up such a big batch with your thick cock."His lips captured mine. I moaned into the kiss, my hips undulating against him. His dick pressed into my groin. My. I will never forget the sensation within me. The shame, the fear, the excitement. I could not think straight as I looked at myself in the mirror turning round and round, checking out my form. I was hard as stone and no matter how much I tried to calm down, my dick refused to cooperate. I tried to force it down between my legs but it hurt so bad. I was getting frustrated, was I unable to reach climax? I gave up on trying to clear my head and instead pushed down on my stubborn cock while thinking.