Then with a hard push, something the size of a baseball at the bottom of his cock forced its way into her battered young pussy. It hurt and she cried ...ut, and came hard all at the same time. Her brain went empty as she jerked and spasmed in the most powerful orgasm of her life. When she finally stopped, she felt a little clearer headed. Buster was still in her, cumming, hot liquid shooting into her already overful pussy. “OK, just let him finish and then clean up and pretend this never. The walk-in closet full of satin clothes and lingerie. The round bed inthe middle of the room, d****d in satin sheets. The mirrored walls and ceiling.His mouth felt like it should say something, but his brain had nothing on offer to send. The chokngsilence was broken by his mother."Dave, I know what a satin fetish is. Your father and I shared one. It's not very common in women, butwe do exist. I suppose genetically you didn't have much chance to avoid it. And I'm glad of that, becauseI know how. I put on a little makeup, then uploaded a pic to my social media. Since I was only going to his place for sex, I didn’t bother to wear a bra.The drive over to Nate’s place gave me time to think about how bad of an idea it was to do this. “Just enjoy myself,” I kept saying, remembering what he told me. It also occurred to me that his advice was simply to benefit himself. When I arrived at his place, he came outside rather than inviting me in.“Aren’t we going inside?” I asked.“The party isn’t. He was still deep in her pussy, but he allowed her to come down from her orgasm at her own pace.Then came a shock for me; she looked over her shoulder at him saying, “Take my ass, my pussy needs a break!”My jaw hit my chest, and my cock jumped for the ceiling. She never usually lets a plaything take her ass, and here she was offering it to this guy. I could see the look on his face that he was as surprised as I was. I heard him asking her if she was sure, and she replied that she was. As I.