It almost completely went in as she was very wet. In the second push, it all went in.I started to move it in and out and was fucking Mistress very har...d. She was too horny and was saying, “Fuck me hard, slave.” I increased my speed. As she was already excited due to the massage, she reached her orgasm in a few minutes and started releasing juices.She was breathing heavily. After a few seconds, she came back to her senses. I had stopped during her orgasm and again started to move in and out. I was able to slip my pants off just in time to get behind her before she stepped into the shower, pressing my pulsing cock against the crack of her wonderful ass. She let out a slight moan of approval. "Shouldn't I shower first" she whispered erotically. "Let me give you a reason to first..."With that, she lifted one leg onto the rim of the bathtub as I slid the head of my cock between her pussy lips, relevling in every subtle splash of her juices. She let out a deep moan, grabbed my cock and. I had the only pool in the neighborhood -- and the only air conditioning, and the only hot tub, too.You're probably wondering why. More than anything else, it was luck. When I'd moved into the house -- a nondescript three-bedroom ranch in a lower-middle-class neighborhood -- it hadn't sported all the goodies. But my uncle died and he owned a couple of houses that he rented out. My aunt got the bulk of things, but Uncle John and I had talked about those houses on many occasions and as a part of. She put my hand onto her pussy to let me feel how wet and ready she was, saying its my turn now, don’t wait for me I intend to enjoy this, you perve. She kissed me passionately got out of my bed naked and went down the passage to his room. I laid on the bed trembling, confused, incredibly turned on but unsure if I really wanted this to happen, I knew she was going to do this, let another man fuck her with me knowing, I wondered how can we make our love last, but I knew I couldn’t stop her and.