I could sense your desperation as your body tensed & shivered as you tried to prevent yourself from having to use the bowl & I decided that now was th...e time to use your asshole, so I stood up & slipped off My clothes, then climbed on the bed behind you. You tried to crane your head round as you felt Me against your thighs & I could do nothing but smile at the look of horror on your face, as you saw My huge thick black cock-head bobbing above the sweet swell of your vulnerable asshole. I slipped. Turned out he was right. I can orgasm most of the time now. And if you keep doing what you're doing I'm going to have one now." She grinned.Jason smiled and dove back between her thighs. This time, instead of worrying about how wet she was getting, Jason thought about some of the things that Cat had taught him. He focused on her responses, watching her body and listening to her vocalizations. He flattened his tongue and used broad strokes with moderate pressure, first from the bottom of her. "Well....?" he said finally, staring at her the whole time. "Look inside." Michelle reached into the plastic coated shopping bag, fumbling past the tissue paper wrapping and felt something soft and furry. Slowly, she pulled out a black cashmere cardigan with tiny pearl buttons. A pleasant surprise. Reaching further, she found a pair of black fishnet knee-high stockings and a black pleated skirt. "Wow," she said. "Are these for me?" "Yes they are. You're going to wear them for me," he stated,. This is my first story here, so please be considerate, yeah? FUCK! The woman moaned, biting her bottom lip with such a grip that she could begin to taste the metallic flavor of her own blood in her mouth. She squirmed blissfully on the king sized bed, her body rubbing against the black silk sheets as she moved onto her knees and the palms of her hands, her movements weak and shaky from the waves of ecstasy she was experiencing. She squealed loudly and rolled back her head as he forced another.