I kissed him deeply and told him how awesome he tasted. He told me I had been magnificent and buttoned himself up as I checked my make up in the mirr...or on the visor. I wasn’t as disheveled as I thought and I had avoided any stray globules of his cum. “Are you coming back in?” I asked. He shook his head. I’m wiped, totaled, destroyed. I looked at him and smiled. “Hope I see you again sometime,” I said as I opened the door and stepped out to a refreshing but cold breeze. I bundled into my. Talking to him on the subject of anal sex, I could tell by the gleam in his eyes that he wanted to try that too. “If you want to feel what ass fucking is like, I am willing to help you there too, anytime,” I added. I had said “anytime” assuming he might be tired from all the sex we had already. But I was proved wrong. “Can we try it just now?” Manish asked. Manish was not totally hard yet, but he was not completely soft, either. I told him that if he wanted to fuck me in the ass, he needed a. She stopped caressing herself, just staring at Kiefer, who clearly was near to coming by now. He was raising and clenching his buttocks slightly in rhythmic movements, almost as if making love to a woman, and still his hand was rubbing hard at his cock, while the other stroked all over his sweating body. Suddenly he stopped moving for a moment, and then his whole body was trembling, as his cum shot out and he cried out loud. He kept on gently stroking his cock, still lying with his eyes. "She's always had a soft spot for the mentally challenged." I'm gonna throw this ring away." Helen will kill you, your dad will kill you, and then I'll fucking kill you." Fucking hell!" he laughed, "What, all three of you?" Yes mate." Okay."The vicar cleared his throat as Helen stood beside me, she mouthed softly that she loved me and I felt the tears welling up as I looked at her. Never mind that she was extremely sexually aware, never mind about the sex I'd enjoyed with her. Put to one side.