Truthfully, she missed the anal fun her husband at given her with his drunken orgies at the Fort. Her experience with the Indians was that they carefu...ly stayed away from rear door sex because of some superstition about posterior loving that came from so long ago nobody remembered where it came from. She had always been a bit partial to it because it made her feel like she was being bad and that gave her an edge over the males that seemed to find it desirable enough to beg her to grant them her. “So, who do you want to take your virginity?” asked Amit. “Well, since it’s not fair to the other, I guess I can make you both happy. One of you gets to fuck my ass, the other gets to fuck my mouth!” I said. A coin was flipped and Vicky won. He was going to take my virginity. I knelt on the bed in doggy style, and a pillow was placed under me to take off some of the strain. Vicky gave a quick lick around my ass, and placed his cock against my twitching, tingling butt-hole. Amit knelt in front. I'm so excited about seeing you! I wasn't sure why you left the message at the bar, but I can't wait to see you next Tuesday! I know exactly where Club Envy is, and eight o'clock works great for me. See you soon, I can't wait!"So John called after all. Of course he called the bar; he didn't have her home number anymore. The dirt bag didn't even wait to talk to her in person. The conversation would be interesting when they met at this club, but John was so freaking smooth that he probably. Her cunt milked his cock dry as she clawed at the desk, screaming wordlessly in mindlessly pleasure. Each throb of orgasm that ripped through her forced her cervix to drink more and more of his hot, sticky seed. Spent, she fell against the desk with a thud, unable to speak or move.After what seemed like forever he pulled out, shoving a nearby pillow under her hips to keep them raised. She laid there unable to move as she felt his cum pool inside of her. He smiled pleasantly at her as he walked.