If I was raw and sore the first time now, we’d gone way beyond that. When I did urge him to try and stretch me even more (he’d been giving me mayb...e 10 or 12 inches from the beginning) there was no question about it. I moved onto my back, got my legs up over his shoulders and wiggled as he penetrated a little deeper. I tried working my hips around, flexing my torso and anything else I could think of; he stayed right with me trying to find new territory with the head – gently – prodding a little. There was no stopping her now as she slammed heavily onto her father. This madness was all for the final goal of an almighty orgasm that would be the strongest and last the longest than any other form of sex she could have. Brian was sure that this time he was going to cum and cum hard. He had a firm grip of her hips and pushed them down with every upward thrust. He could feel her fingers in her cunt and he forced himself to push against the tightness. He didn’t know if it was sweat or her cunt. Whenever I felt up my pussy and clit, masturbating and fantasizing about ideal guys, they were always the sweet ones who needed a little prodding and would then come on like lions once they were aroused and their cocks were throbbing for release, deep inside my sugar walls.This bathing suit had the newest push-up top, and it was really pulled tight across my boobies, showing lots of warm, inviting flesh.Practically all that was covered were my nipples. I know nothing which gets the average guy. "They tendto recur, though."Buffy frowned. "That's all I need."Anya stepped close. She put her hands upon the cheeks of Buffy's ass,kissing her firmly upon the lips as she squeezed the Slayer's firm,compact buttocks. "Are you sure about that, Buffy?" she whispered, herbreath warm upon Buffy's neck.Buffy kissed her back, sliding her tongue between Anya's lips. Theylost themselves in one another, surrendering entirely to the physicalsensations that swept through their minds and bodies. Buffy had.