Although her pussy was now out of my sight again, her tits looked fabulous from above. She was staring down at the floor to the side, clearly desperat...e not to look at me or my cock. I reached down under her chin and tried to lift her face to make eye contact, but she wasn’t having it.“Get off me…” she said, slipping out from my grasp and looking away, determined to stare at the carpet. Something about that expression of bored disgust made me jerk my cock even harder. I was actually getting off. It gave her a sense of power, to be in control of a man’s cock like this. She could feel Jane gently rubbing lubricant into her anus, and appreciated the concern for her comfort. If only previous users of her arse had been so considerate. She didn’t really like being fisted, not because it hurt that much, but because it reminded her of a certain rich landowner that the Mayor had lent her to one summer in Italy. All the men she had been given to had fucked her. Some liked to fuck her mouth,. There's no better place to learn, then in New York. After my 19th birthday, I moved away from home to take my bite out of the big apple.I took a sales job in a leading lingerie company. Oh, not a very prestige job, but it would do for now, until I was settled. I found an ad for a roommate in the local paper and moved in with Lisa two days later. We had separate bedrooms but shared the main living room, kitchen and bathroom. She seemed to be a nice girl, a little private, but then that is what I. We also fucked each other with a dildo that Melody's sister had given her for her last birthday, a present we all appreciated greatly and used often. We had each used it in the bathtub, taking several ibuprofen pills first to open ourselves, ridding ourselves of our hymens as the warm water grew pink as the two other girls watched, then did themselves. So, that was no longer a bother for our sexual future.Now, all there was to do was wait, the most difficult part of all.I didn't just wait for.