Out of every position I cannot get enough of is this one. It feels so damn good. I pushed her legs further apart and positioned myself behind her. She... shuffled her feet and I heard the click, click, click of her high heels on the tiled bathroom floor. There was something about her trustingly turning her back to me allowing me to take her from behind; I got a primal sensation while she took this position. She now faced the wall and she leaned forward, resting her arms over the sink. I hooked my. At first she was dry but soon he felt the moisture build on the top of his erection. He pulled his hips back further and, taking aim, slid tenderly into her depths. He allowed his free arm to roam over her front side, gently stroking every bit of exposed flesh he could touch."This feels good," Anya approved and she pushed her hips back to meet his slow thrusts. He reached down to rub her clit but found her draped leg restricted his access."Anya, bring your hand down here and open your lips for. I licked it up and took his semi to the back of my throat with a wiggle of my jaw. He became erect in my mouth and I sloppily worked all the way from his beautiful bellend to his pubic hair. After a couple of minutes he pulled out and masturbated as I watched. He slapped me with it. It was a test and I held up my face for more. He slapped me a dozen times and we both found it exceedingly erotic. He held up an open palm and he signalled for approval. I nodded and he slapped me. He checked with. Neither was drunk, both had few of the inhibitions of conventional people of the time when he offered to walk her home."The night iz young, may I come to your place?"Now the rules at St James were strict, no visitors after 9pm. There was no obvious reason, it just seemed that rules were good. As they walked he asked how she felt about climbing in through the window."You zerious?" Yeess, silly I know" No, iz fun. I am mysterious floozy breaking your rulez yes?" Yes"So they did just that. Calmly.