As I found out a few months back, that she loves getting fucked from behind. Not only that, but when I stick my finger in her ass, she’ll cum almost... instantly. The little slut, loves her some ass play.I grabbed her by her waist and started fucking her. Grabbing a handful of her light, blonde hair, and pulling her head up so she could see me behind her in the mirror.It wasn’t long before Wendy was screaming out, “Oh my god Dave!” as she started panting harder.I gave her little ass a slap and. ..," I whimpered softly as the first couple of tears ran down mycheek.Armitage turned around at my moan. His face, already a mask of anger,grew even stormier. He grumbled something imperceptible, took a singlestep back, then slapped me soundly across the face. The impact of fleshon flesh echoed in the large room.I stumbled backward, one hand clutching my scorching face, and blinkedrapidly through the tears filling my eyes. For a brief moment, therewere two of me. One was Sasha, the love-struck. What anal sex is about is pleasing the partner and giving her sensations she might ordinarily just fantasize about. And I have found, even back in the sixties, that every woman wants to try it at least once.And about half the women I've been with like it enough to ask for it, on occasion that they've covered their inhibitions enough ... like being drunk.So there! Please bear that in mind, as you read this whole story.}To Sandi's shock I handed them to her."Go on, Sandi, make this fantasy. As this confusing day faded into evening, Paul walked upstairs to his room. He showered, changed clothes. He sat at his childhood table and chair, sat looking across at the MacDonald house. He watched as Heather and Brooke walked over from their house to his parent’s, felt a wave of confusion as he thought of Heather’s kiss. Was she just expressing her sorrow, had he misjudged her intent? He had never thought of Heather MacDonald as being anyone other than Brooke’s mother, but now that he had.