Ahh. Yes.”I liked to do this for a long time. Sometimes I worked my hand under her big bottom, and she would wriggle cooperatively so my finger coul...d press against her anus. Fingering her pussy while I sucked her breasts, she usually came at some point, shuddering and bucking a little, her asshole squeezing my buried finger. But she always let me keep sucking. Sometimes my penis started to hurt a bit because it went on for so long, or her nipples got a bit sore. Usually after I sucked on one. My legs automatically spread in anticipation. I had to fight the yearning to take my own fingers and push them into my sex. Anything to soothe the burning fire already consuming me.Rob continued downward, kissing my tummy and mound. This was different. Jack’s needs had overwhelmed him and he had taken me with his big cock directly after sucking my breasts. Rob was intent on something else.Rob now slid his body between my legs, compelling me to spread them even wider. He looked at my quim,. I’m not that surprised I hadn’t met her before simply because I don’t get out much. I work from home and tend to keep odd hours and lots of time on my computers. It was actually kind of fun watching her get hit on by some of the single guys and a few of the married ones. I mean, she was lively and handled each guy easily, apparently letting them down gently and with some degree of humor. It was almost like watching a situation comedy.She seemed unattached, but I was having trouble gathering up. I am rising paps and cleft of valley. I’m the raindrops that soak and the sea that rims the coast.Jim says I am harp and shamrock, tribe and queen. I am high cross and crowned heart, held between two hands. I’m turf, he says, and bog cotton. I am the sun pulling the moon on a rope to smile over the Maamturk Mountains.Jim styles me his sleepy-eyed Nora. His squirrel girl from the pages of Ibsen. I am pirate queen and cattle raider. I’m his blessed little blackguard. I am, he says, his auburn.