I let him thrust away until he found my opening. I quickly put my hand down and spread my fingers. He pounded away as normal and I also surrendered. B...t I knew what I wanted. I felt his knot growing and held my nerve. Frustrated he began to work furiously and I was in heaven. “Yes my darling boy” I screamed “fuck your dirty bitch”. He was growling and pushed harder. He kept going for several minutes and I realised he was slowing. By this time I wanted all of him inside me. I took my hand away. Most women don’t like playing second fiddle to the man in their life’s mother. Luckily I didn’t really see too much of the bugger by then. About a year before, Bernie, after sampling just about every dead-end job within a twenty-mile radius, had taken advantage of the local bus company’s driver training scheme and become a bus driver. Whether he enjoyed the job or not, he was roped into a three-year contract and the buggers could give him any shit awful split-shift they fancied. To be honest I. I had dinner with him, his sister who is eight, their mother and their grandfather. Their mother is an accomplished player and she could be teaching them but she prefers to watch me teach them the fundamentals. The grandfather is a member of the club. Now don't you feel foolish for dressing me in a long black dress with no back?" Don't you feel foolish for accusing me of using the condoms?" Make love to me," she said. We didn't go to the cottage. We repeated everything we had done our first two. SHIT!? she said between clenched grunts. ?You said this needed...to be...quick? I said between cramming my cock deep, not once did she relax her bunghole. I began slapping her ass repeatedly, her body jerking with each slap. ?YES?YES?like that!? Lisa grunted, lifting her ass up and down in rhythm with my pounding. Large handprints covering her rear as I continued slapping her rear leisurely. ?For an anal virgin, you sure are becoming a good anal whore,? I said, smiling,.