She nodded off but after an hour or two she wanted to lay down. I checked her clothing and saw that there was no puke on them from earlier so I helped...her to her bed making sure she took off her shoes and jewelry. I put a wastepaper basket by her bed just in case. By the time I got towards the door I could see the snow was really coming down. It was far too late to try to drive home, the highways would not be plowed for a while so I figured I’d sleep on her couch until morning. It was a good. .." Quinnpulled out and pushed in again, establishing a rhythm, holding my greasyhips as she pushed in and out of my tight, virgin ass with her long cock."Daddy loves being fucked, I can tell. It's nice, isn't it? Having a cockin your ass, a man holding you, controlling you, owning your body, gettingpleasure from and pleasing your body, pushing, slapping against you. Ilove when my balls slap against your ass. Oh, I can't hold off..."Quinn picked up speed and was ramming into me. I was close. He can just go to hell," I wailed. Marc held me, his hand slowly rubbing a circle around my back as I sobbed. "It'll work out, Sonya, don't worry. You just need the right guy." "Well, I've about given up on that, I may try girls next. God, just don't ever tell Mom and Dad." "Don't worry, I'd never do that. But, girls? Really?" "Oh, I don't know, I just don't know. Shit, Micky takes me out, we make out until I'm so horny I could die, then brings me home and dumps me. I just hope he's just as. ” I said. “I have something to ask you.” “Sure, honey and I have something kind of embarrassing to ask you too.” Margaret replied, “but you go first.” I thought I had better hear what she had to say first before I ask her because if she wanted us to stop having sex, my question would be a waste of time. “Ladies first” I said smiling. Margaret came over to me and sat in my lap facing me. I could smell my cum still on her breath. “Well.” She said staring into my eyes “I want you to fuck my arse.”.