She moans louder now and tells me that it feels interesting. I have actually wanted to try that for a while, but did not tell her. So I keep going and...put more and more pressure on it until I feel her opening up and get the tip of my tongue into her ass. It does not taste bad at all and I really like doing it. I feel one hand on her clit as she adds to her pleasure. I am hard as ever and ready for some more. But she is close again, so we keep it up until she has another big orgasm, shaking all. You quiver in anticipation, knowing you will give yourself to me here and now. You sense the slow lifting of your skirt by the sides, tenderly gliding up the back of your thighs. Once over the soft and supple shape of your ass, you feel me crowd against you. My throbbing member is burning between your cheeks as my hand slowly drifts around to the suddenly steaming hot cauldron of your being. As I gently pry your petals apart, touching the nexus that is aching, you shudder ever so faintly and. ‘I thought you said no-one had been in my room?’ he enquired, this time with something of a wry grin upon his face. ‘They haven’t.’ Amy retorted, perhaps a little too firmly. ‘Is that so?’ Matt began, ‘So… nobody use my room during or after a party?’ ‘No.’ ‘And nobody stayed over at all? Ever?’ ‘No.’ ‘And you didn’t borrow anything?’ Amy could feel herself reddening as she desperately tried to remain calm. ‘No, I haven’t got any of your stuff,’ she claimed, all the time sounding less confident. It turned out that she liked it in all three holes and was game for any combination. Annette was in a robe that was very loosely tied and John had a towel around his hips when I arrived. After introductions he told me that there was another robe in his bathroom for me. I went and changed into it and came back to the living room. John got up to get us all drinks and Annette come over and gave me a big kiss while letting her robe come open. Annette was 46 but still had a great body and a.