I moaned as he went about his task with gusto. “Oh you are such a good boy” I whispered as he lapped at my sweet pussy. I pushed him back and knel... on the floor with my body on the couch. “Trigger lick” I said again and again he moved in. This time his tongue swept from my pussy to the back door and back again. I came with a rush but Trigger didn’t falter. “Oh shit, can I really do it?” I thought. Gritting my teeth I reached back and pulled him on top of me. “Trigger mount” I said nervously.. God, oh God, please do it.”Freddy tried to push in further, now with four fingers and his thumb together forming a wedge that was slowly but surely opening me up. It wouldn’t go all the way in yet. I was so disappointed in that I felt like his fingers were going to split me apart. I told him to stop for a moment, let me relax. I needed to present a better angle to my asshole.“Let me turn around and get on my knees. I need to have you take me doggie if you’re going to get that fist into me.”He. I just shook and spasmed like it was the first orgasm of my life. When I had finally calmed down Mark just gently withdrew his fingers from me and said how nice it was for him that he could make me feel so good and cum so hard like that. I told him that it was wonderful and yes he had made me feel good but added that I should return the favor since I had made him so uncomfortable since his arrival. With that said, I slid off the float and finally gave him a full frontal view of his now overly. Indeed, here it was for me to examine and put myself in the room via his pictures.As I opened the first plastic sleeve of photos I immediately recognized one of his favorite fantasies he had shared with me. In the first photo there was a medium tall blond girl with shoulder length hair sitting on the grass in a short red plaid skirt. The lens of the camera was looking up her skirt at her white panty crotch worn over her sexy black pantyhose in downtown Charlotte as the shot was taken in.