Fuck it feels good. Yes, I do&hellip, I need a real cock&hellip, big and thick and&hellip, Again I thought I felt something prodding at my ass, but it...only seemed to turn me on more. Tell me how much of a slut you are&hellip, It seemed louder this time, and I felt a stronger urge to respond. Im a dirty fucking slut&hellip, I need to be fucked&hellip, And thats all youre good for? You like to be used&hellip, dont you? I liked to be used&hellip, all Im good for is&hellip, I squeaked as the. Okay.” He was squirming and slowly pumping hips. Despite our agreement, he lifted his pelvis high toward my face. I kissed the tip of his penis and gave him another lick. Before I knew it, I had sucked his head inside my mouth and was pumping away with my hand, barely able to grip him. The hell with it, I thought, and ran my lips and tongue up and down the underside of his shaft, covering him with saliva. I sucked as much of his cock as I could take. It felt so good, I wondered what he would. Let’s roll ‘. He said he would never pull out, told me the tightness around the bottom of his tip was incredible. The next thing I know I’m back in missionary with my legs locked around his waist and having a mind blowing vaginal orgasm. It’s still terribly uncomfortable and I’m loving every moment. Roger is now well beyond just head deep in my uterus and he is not moving at all. Just holding still focused on my face. He tells me this is going to take some getting used to. I say yeah, for me. Way too soon. He’d be back at work, finish up, steal my husbands compliments and be at the beach thinking of the show he saw. Of course! I’m the show! I grabbed a bottle of suntanning oil and held it up to him.“You can leave if you want to, but I’m sure Ward would want you to stay and enjoy our hospitality. Besides, if you leave, who would put oil on back?” Direct. Obvious. If that doesn’t make him stay longer then nothing would.Frank didn’t disappoint me. “Well, if you’re sure it’s.