I could stop and let my desire die a slow death, or fuck my ass on his finger while his cock fucked my cunt. Go for my orgasm and fuck my ass on his t...umb, or deny myself my pleasure. I started pushing onto his cock, feeling his thumb slip past the tightly muscled barrier of my bottom. The oil he’d spread had slicked the surface of both his thumb and my sphincter, so it slid down very easily. I was so close to climax, but mere penetration wouldn’t be enough; I’d have to move. Fuck it! I started. "Son, I don't know what to tell you. My relationship with your mother was always solid and as far as I know she never strayed on me. You'll just have to play it by ear but don't make any moves without thinking them through carefully." I know dad. I'll go back into the city tomorrow and talk to my lawyer, Ed Wiltse. I need to know what my legal options are." Ed is a good man. He won't steer you wrong. We've used him for years." OK dad. Your coffee is good as usual and your omelets are to die. She had good features and was wearing a Salwar Suit. Since she was sitting in the corner I asked her to move back so that I can pull the curtain of the seat. With a hesitation she shifted back and pulled the curtain. I went to sleep. I fell asleep but after around an hour I felt my toe touching something soft and I was awake.Now I realized that my feet were touching the legs of the girl. I got up and went o toilet. When I returned I saw the girl was sleeping. One thing I noticed was that her. “Let’s go get a shower,” I told her. I kept one of my fingers inside her ass, as she led me to her bathroom. I knew it was difficult for her to focus, with me slowly fingering her butt. She was so receptive to what I did to her. I wanted to make her into my little slut. Ashley awkwardly bent over to turn the water on. In that position, I was able to see the palm of my hand resting on her globes, with my finger buried all the way up to the knuckle. I wiggled my digit faster and listened to her.