I know well though, that these contractions are but a prelude to the orgasm she's working herself up to, and I watch as her fingers splay out over her... pussy, rubbing it with a growing fierceness that can only end with her screams of ecstasy.The thought of sliding my cock into her flashes through my mind, making me wish it was her clasping pussy that is milking me to orgasm. 'Soon', I try to tell myself. 'Soon, I'll take her to our bed and sate that desire.'My grip tightens on my cock. My spongy. Being first time ass fuck, it was a little uncomfortable, between his size and the abruptness of entrance, i couldnt handle it so he just jerked off and came on my ass cheeks and again i left with having my orgasm.now i am really intrigued so i found a place called the "back door" where lesbians and gays hng out, complete with pool table and most nights a dj for same couple dancing. i used to think that i was trolling to be middle man for lesbian action. one friday night came and the bar was. .." and for a moment her face was sad, "but you're never really alone."We stood then and set off down the aisle, but we were met by the vicar."Ted, Rose-Marie, if you need to talk, call and we'll either come to you or you can come to us."We walked home and, once inside the front door and our coats off, Rose-Marie turned to me. "I'm not quite sure, but I seem to remember you saying something to me during the service." I said... 'I love you', Rose-Marie." Did ... did you mean it?" Oh, yes. I. Me: OK, sounds great! Where? And when?Monika: Whenever you like, honey?Me: Tomorrow night. Bill's bar, on George Street.Monika: Yeah, I know. What time?Me: Half nine.Monika: OK, sugarThe following night, I walked over to Bill's Bar on George Street wearing a short black and white mini skirt and black short sleeved top. I took a deep breath in and opened the door and stepped into the semi busy bar. I scanned around the bar looking for the porn star named Monika and she hadn't shown up yet. So.