"Mein Schwanz glitt nun wie eine geölte Maschine in ihre Arschfotze. Anna keuchte im Rhythmus: „Fick mich, fick mich, fick meinen Arsch."Ich genoss... diesen Fick als wäre er mein erster. Aber jetzt konnte ich mich nicht mehr lange zurückhalten. Noch wenige Stöße, dann zuckte mein Schwanz und ich entlud mich tief in ihren Darm. Anna schien auch einen Orgasmus zu haben. „Spritz tief in mich rein. Spritz mir in den Arsch", rief sie. Schweißüberströmt fielen wir in uns zusammen. Nach einer Weile. As he tossed her jeans over his shoulder, he picked up her leg and made sure he kissed a definite path to his prize. By the time he'd reached her knee, she was trying to hold back giggles. Finn smiled as he shook his head. He kissed higher, and her giggles increased. "This isn't the part where you laugh, sweetheart." She couldn't help it. "It tickles," she said bashfully. "I'll give you something to giggle about," he said as spread her legs as wide as they could go, and before she could process. Let's go."Hillary's place wasn't far at all, just around the corner and a few blocks up, a cheap hostel and the front desk was empty, so it wasn't any big deal getting me upstairs. Not that it would have been anyway."I'm just staying here til I find my own place, you know?" Hillary liked to talk. "I go to art school, graphic design. I do a lot of logos and stuff, you know, just to make money. I do watercolors too though..."I was just quiet, following her ass up the narrow stairs, undecided if I. ”“As long as I’m with you, I’ll do most anything you want.” That got me kissed. I grinned. “Do that some more and I ‘will’ do anything you want.”She smiled. “I just might.” I drove us to the local Walmart. Inside, she led me to the pharmacy area where she picked up some headache remedy pills and band aids. She said, “That’s all I needed.” We went over to the registers, paid, and left. Once in the truck, we rode toward the apartment. Once there, she said, “Come inside. I don’t want you to leave.