"Take me, I want to be wanted again." So he did, ramming his slick member deep inside her, planting inside her asshole with a cry from both of them. She whimpered, so he stayed slow, soon building up speed as her cries turned more and more into pleasure. Soon he was pounding her rear, her moans making the house tremble before them. "Fuck.. please do it, fill me again" "I will, I'll fill you a hundred more if you ask me" he groaned and growled ready to let himself go. Soon he howled out again, a great load plowing into here rear as she couldn't help but moan. Soon the cum leaked down their legs onto the floor. He pulled out and she then turned around, the man once again planting himself inside her pussy with another few pumps, her lips planting onto his. Their cries filled the night. Soon the morning sun rose, the succubus opening her eyes to remember what had happened the night before. "Your eyes are telling dear" the young man said, placing his hand on hers. "So what now?" She said "you've gotten all of what you wanted out of me, right?" He shook his head, taking his mouth to hers. "You arent to be used, you are going to be praised." I had met Peter in my late teens, he was my first boyfriend, he took my virginity, we had been creampie together for many, many years. Sex was very average, it wasn’t until the explosion of erotic fiction onto the book market that I started to realise how crap he actually was. Sex was often uncomfortable, I never climaxed, he continually wanted me to suck him off but never gave me oral. He introduced me to porn later on in our relationship, I must confess I never could get into it but what did seem to turn me on was girl on girl action. My pussy would become wet, for the sake of my sanity, it was easier to suggest a porn film with lesbian action, me to put myself on all fours, watching it, while he happily banged away. I still never came but at least my cunt became lubricated to accommodate him. I masturbated alone at every opportunity. When I was in my late thirties, I black had a really good friendship with a lady called Lynn. We got on instantaneously on our first meeting, similar likes and dislikes and good company. I knew she was a lesbian and I confess some of my lonely masturbation sessions were helped along by closing my eyes and fantasising that Lynn was with me. We had been friends for many years and never once did she show any interest in me and to be honest how would I react if she did, probably run away in blind panic? My relationship with Peter was getting to the point where one of us needed to do something about it. Sex didn’t happen thank goodness, he was working all hours and the rest of the time asian he was out socialising with his rugby mates. I was discontented and lonely, feeling finally that this relationship could not carry on, we lived together but that was no longer an excuse and it was time I did something about it. Peter had gone away on a threesome rugby weekend and Lynn knew I was alone and invited me to supper on the Saturday night. She was an excellent cook, so armed with a couple of bottles of good wine, I drove to her home looking forward to a relaxed evening with my friend. The food had been delicious, having finished puddings and cleared away, we moved to the lounge area, flopping down on the sofa to continue the second bottle of wine. ‘You’re not yourself tonight. What’s going on with you, Hardcore is it that useless article, Peter again?’ Lynn asked. “Security Council?” Dave asked. “You’re going to burn them Hardcore to death?!” I gasped. “Trying to get him to share his work is like trying to get a dog to share a bone. Her eyes stared past me at my charge. I took the moment to look down at the stream asian and chat. “As good as your pussy,” I moaned, the heat building and building. Sara creampie regarded my outburst with mild amusement, then turned her attention to the defiled High Guard. As it broke the crowd began to murmur and Zu’gar blinked down at Lace, her own cheeks hued a deeper green than normal at black the surprise display of public affection, “What… Did you do?” 2) I agree, without reservation to dress and act at all times according to Mr Harvey’s wishes He began trying to penetrate her. Then I'd cum and put it out of my head - until I got horny again. “And then… we figure it out, I guess.” Brandon shrugged, “We need to establish a line threesome of communication before we can start anything. I stared at his slit hoping for more. Instructing her daughters in the finer points of cooking. Grandpa pulled a bit of my coat over to him, and placed my hand on his crotch.