Now, I'm filled with lust and trying my best tomake him cum, to give him the pleasure I'm feeling. There's somethingabout being anally penetrated that... seems to do that to me. I move a handup and down the base of his cock as my mouth works at the head. The more Imove my mouth, the more my body rocks on the vibrator. I can tell he'sbuilding towards a climax, as am I.I'm thrusting up and down on the vibrator more vigorously than he's movingin my mouth. The feeling of a building orgasm grows more. I gently pulled back and then pushed forward again. She wiggled her hips a bit as I pushed forward into her. I withdrew and pushed again and Kara raised her hips slightly, moaning as I pushed deeply into her and my pubic bone pressed on her clit. We continued doing that for a couple of minutes as her breathing sped up.“I can feel it, Steve, I can feel it!” she gasped and squeezed me tight. “Oh my!” she said, then groaned loudly.I continued moving slowly in and out of Kara’s hot, wet tunnel. I. Eight hours of fucking with barely a break before I was again sucking cock, swallowing cum or being fucked in whatever position Jason put me in. Saturday morning my husband left to play golf and although my pussy was swollen and red, I didn't say no when Jason began dragging me to his bed as soon as Hubby's car was out of sight.What we did Thanksgiving was nothing compared to Christmas Break. Jason and I didn't have sex every hour of every day. It only seemed that we did. I started my period. “But we did. You put me inside you while we were on our sides and then you got on your knees and pulled me into you from behind. We must have been shaking the entire bed, the way we were going at it.” I explained.“Paul, look.” Lynn said as she lay on her back and spread herself to show me that her pussy was almost dry.“Aside from the moisture I make when you nurse me, I’m dry as a bone, and my pussy doesn’t feel like it has been used.”“Lynn, what’s going on?” I asked.“I don’t know, Lover.”“I.