But I held her fast. I grab her hair and jerk it back causing her head up. I ask her if she was ever fuck up her ass. Through her crying she said no. ...I told her that today she was getting ass fucked and everytime I fuck her I would do her ass as well. Then I went back to fucking her ass. She was really tight, but soon I was gliding in and out of her ass. Her crying was replace with moans and soon she was fucking me back. Taking one hand I reach around and drove 2 fingers into her soaking wet. The drive home was very quiet.When we got home, I went upstairs, stretched out on my bed and closed my eyes and began to reflect on the events of the previous couple of hours. Just as I had closed my eyes and begin to drift off to sleep, I heard Ashley knock on the door frame and ask if she could come in. I opened my eyes to see her wearing one of the new bra/panty sets and nothing else, and carrying the shopping bag full of her new lingerie."I want to do a fashion show for you," she said. "You. "Me fuck off? This is our house, and we don't want you here," Sarah replied back angrily. "But if you have to be here, then show us some respect." Well I didn't want to move in here either," Adam snapped. "And to be living with you lot. But I had no fucking choice."Sarah went to reply but she glanced at the clock and swore, pushing past her new house mate with as much force as she could muster to get herself some breakfast.Adam swore after her as he was bundled against the wall, calling her a. But words did not come easily. I just shook my head, and my booty. He was making love to me all the while he moved with me around the floor to the tunes. He showered me with a million kisses, and a thousand strokes. If the stars in the South Pacific were anywhere near as bright as the stars I was seeing now, I would never need to turn on a light at night for the rest of my life! All of his masculinity seemed to hide inside of me as I sat down on his wondrous organ. My legs tightened around his.