She twisted the bottom and it buzzed into life. She stood before me and I started in earnest to fellate her big hard member, while she slowly inserted... her shiny toy into her back passage. I could feel the buzzing sensation as my tongue worked it's way around her member, and soon the whole thing was in her and she clenched her buttocks together, keeping it up there as my tongue worked her beautiful cock. Within minutes of bobbing my head back and forth, I tasted her pre-cum on my tongue. I. At first, I let her be so as to give her some space. Then I let her be because it was just awkward otherwise.Over time, we reached something of a mutual, unspoken agreement with each other. If I went to work out and saw her already there, I left and came back another time. Likewise, if I got there first, she came back another time. But we didn’t talk to each other.In “The Shawshank Redemption”, Morgan Freeman’s character says that hope is a dangerous thing, that it can drive a man insane. Those. Pulling my breasts really hard drawing them apart away from my chest. Faster and faster, harder and harder he fucked me. Then I came, shouting obscenities at the top of my voice and collapsed forward, well and truly fucked.That wasn’t the end of it, his cock replaced by a willing substitute. Same again fucking my now tender arse but I was loving it. On and on until another orgasm and arse overflowing with cum. Then another cock, when would it end. More fucking and yet another orgasm, this was. I felt his hands on the back of my head, not pulling, but urging me to take more. I had to rest. My jaw ached, I needed air. I pulled back.I looked up at his disappointed face. “It’s alright, no one else has ever taken it all” he said.More determined than ever, I took him back in. Relaxing my throat as much as I could, I put my hands on his ass cheeks, and pulled him into my mouth. And pulled. And pulled. I was grabbing quick breaths of air when I could, but I was taking him in. I could relax.