We ate lunch and chatted like old friends about nothing much in particular, I was a little worried that things would be awkward but the conversation f...lowed readily and so did the wine, which we replenished from her liqour cabinet.I helped her wash up afterwards and she invites me to sit on the couch with her to chat some more. I don’t know whether it was the wine or the lust in both of us but we weren’t chatting for long.I leaned in to kiss her, and she responded in kind, the touch of her lips. But my love, my lover, and I, we’d figure it out together. ‘Oh, yes, Jen, yes!’ I wanted to rip off her clothes, but I didn’t. I was so unsure of myself, but I unbuttoned just one more button on her blouse, and she kept smiling, and kept kissing me, and started pulling up on my t-shirt. I undid another button, and then just plain fumbled on a third. ‘You don’t know what you’re doing any more than I do, do you, Mark?’ Jen pulled back a little ways. ‘No, sweetheart, I don’t. You’ll be my first.’. Even the slaps he gave her butt was joy to her. ‘Yes Harley, spank your nasty girl, punish her for wanting your cock so bad.’ The slaps grew harder and began to sting but it only increased her pleasure. When he had made them actually begin to hurt, he stopped and ran his finger up and down the crack of her ass. She felt him dip his finger in her pussy along with his pounding cock, and knew what was coming. It felt funny at first, feeling his finger probe at the tight little hole of her ass.. I brought the well lubricated 'head' of the big toy up to Sienna's arse and rubbed it in little circular motions over her hole. I held the shaft with one hand and pressed the palm of my other hand against the base and pushed gently. Sienna's arsehole resisted the intrusion, refusing at first to let the giant rubber knob in. I turned to Cushla. "Put your hand on mine and help me push."Without hesitation Cushla put her hand over mine and added her strength to mine. Sienna's sweet rear end stood.