For the first few moments, we were both relatively quiet while she got used to the sensation. It was our first chance since the weekend to assfuck wit...hout the pressure of sneaking around her parents' house. So we took our time, slowly thrusting and luxuriating in the warmth and tightness and fullness of our union.But as with most of our sexual activities, the slow pace gradually began to pick up. The quiet squishing sounds gave way to louder slaps of flesh impacting flesh. The constricting. You close your eyes and lean your head back and moan. You look straight at me. You flip your hair to the side and bite you lip. Looking so cute, but oh so naughty. You lean towards my cock and start to flick and lick the head. My breath catches and comes out as a grunt. You continue to stroke my shaft while you suck the head. My breathing quickens. ‘Mnn.. baby. You weren’t hungry for steaks were you?’ You look at me and giggle. I lay back as you stop stroking me and take my full length into you. After dinner she asked if I remembered embarrassing her with Karen during one of our games?I did, and even though it was only as a fantasy, I felt bad, and told her so. “That’s alright sweetheart.” She said. ‘’I can now understand how exciting it was for you to hear me talking about being with another woman. And I want to make you happy. Besides, I have to admit it was erotic listening to you play the part of a woman, begging to be fucked. Did you enjoy it?” What a woman! I felt so close to her. Mathew threw more towels on the floor just in case. She was surprised that the enema was not that uncomfortable, owing to Don’s measured approach. But once she was kneeling straight up, she did have to concentrate on control. Mathew had selected a riding crop to be used on Cindy’s tits. The superior control and accurate targeting made it an ideal torment for her clamped nipples. Don tried it on the palm of his hand a few times just to get the feel. Cindy couldn’t take her eyes off it. She had.