I would talk to my "lover" as "he" fucked me. I was so lost in my feeling, screaming for "him" to fuck me harder. "Fuck me with that big dick" I was s...creaming, I was really pounding myself onto this dildo by now, making like I was a whore who couldn't get enough. (and I couldn't) I rode the huge dildo for a good while talking and screaming the whole time. I couldn't take anymore and I collapsed onto the bed. I hadn't heard her come in and didn't even now she was in the room until my step mom. “I dropped the cables Jerry; can you see ok?” she asked as she bent her head down seeing I was in an awkward position with my head more or less between her knees. I could certainly see perfectly but I think she was referring to the cables which I couldn’t see and somehow needed to twist round, again I needed Pips help.“Pip, can you grab my hips and twist me around” I asked and she got on to her knees and grabbed my hips on either side, she seemed to be a bit cautious but eventually got me. Honestly, Kishore now knows much more than what my husband knows about me about my physicals. He was just enjoying and ensuring I was enjoying too, by asking me now and then if I am really liking and if there are something more he could do.The climax now started where he put his long fingers one by one into my pussy and stroked it. He hit the g-spot and kept on tickling it, rubbing it with rough fingers and with a lovely stroking action.. his cock was now like a pillar, but he refused to do. I pushed Alice’s head away. ‘Get back on the bed and kneel. It’s time you were fucked.’ It wasn’t in my nature to treat a woman in this way and I had to remind myself that I had agreed to take part in a certain scenario. At the same time, something deep in my psyche recognised an illicit thrill and urged me on. I suspected that some time later I might feel ashamed and embarrassed but at that moment I wanted to continue.‘It’s what you need, isn’t it?’ I asked her. ‘To be fucked.’‘Yes,’ she said,.