I feel sure, most men with an ass fetish would agree the best angle to appreciate a female ass is standing, while looking down on her as she lays face... down. “Oh wow, that is very exciting,” I mutter watching as her man commences licking and kissing her ass cheeks it before she motions for me to stand close to her. “Now baby, do it for me. Your turn on is my turn on. This what we both wanted. He is huge, thick and ten-inches,” Stephen whispers as he stops and watches Storm slide her closed hand. Give me your cock or I'll find someone who will fuck me and you can be just my pussy slave." At this point, I knew that was never going to happen. He had opened a world to me and I had opened a world for him. I could have as many orgasms as I can handle it and he would give them all to me. He was the man I wanted. I told him to fuck me like I had fucked him, it was clear he would do exactly as I said and he rolled me over and rammed that gorgeous, beautiful cock into me. I felt like he was. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, Harriet. Please forgive me and please don’t hate me.”“Aw Lori.” Harriet hugged her. “I’ll never hate you.”“I’ve killed people,” her voice cracked in a harsh whisper.“It’s okay-”Lori sat back and pulled away from her feeling the weight of her actions and her shame piling down on her. “It’s not okay! I’ve not only killed people, but I’ve also enjoyed it!”Harriet sat back on the bed and watched her for some time. When she spoke, her voice was soft and unsure. “Jason?”Lori. "You said I would feel good. I won't play with your pe-- I mean, dick, until you make me feel good." I stared at her. She stared back. FInally, I relented. "Fine. We'll have it your way." I picked her up and sat her on the toilet seat, with her sweet slit hanging just over the edge. I kneld down and started tongue-fucking her pussy. I reached up and massaged her tits with my hands, tweaking her nipples occasionaly. She shivered and moaned. I started sucking on her engorged clit. She bit her lip.