Betty started grinding her wet pussy on Pete's shaft. He had to get inside."Do you have a condom?" he asked."Do we have to use one?" she asked, kinda ...hining.Pete smiled. "Nope."He took his hard dick and aimed it, touching the head to Betty's soft wet pussy lips. Then he slid inside her and groaned. Her pussy gripped down on his cock like a clamp. Pete pushed himself deeper. A struggle never felt so good. He had to grab Betty's hips and pull her down on his cock. She moaned softly at first,. My tears ran down my cheeks and onto Pauls shirt. Being the person he was he didn't say anything, just stroked my hair until I had calmed down.Sorry Trish, if it hurts you, he said, but I am not going to change. And I have never tried to impose my sexual fantasies into our love life.I heard what he said, and agreed, he had never mentioned animal sex to me. And we had been together for three years.I lifted my head up, looked him in the eyes, and said I was wrong, and I would like a chance to. Both were cute kids that I knew from seeing them around the neighborhood.Kyle didn't run around with my friends and me, but I saw him hanging around from time to time. There was a long red brick wall behind the school, and they were sitting on the wall, talking. Having nothing else to do, I went over and joined them, sitting beside Kyle. "What are you guys up to?" I asked. They replied, almost with one voice "Nothing much. We had to get out of the house 'cause our mother's boyfriend is over.. After about 15 minutes of face-fucking, I felt my resistance to cumming begin to wear thin. I moaned now with each thrust and Mrs. Jones knowing I was close pulled my cock out and began stroking the shaft violently while flicking her tongue over the tip in a co-ordinated manner. I knew I couldn’t last more than a few seconds and when I felt the pleasure increase to the point of no return i shouted “Honey, I am going to cum”. As the first squirt hit her tongue, she pursed her lips around my head.