Holding my dick inside her for about a minute, she prepared herself physically and mentally for ass-fucking.she was going to receive. Her eyes begged ...me to fuck her ass."Oh! Please ....please do it NOW",she encouraged me.With that encouragement, I pulled out my pecker and started to fuck her ass furiously, forgetting her request for a slow initiation. Her hands were now caressing my chest and pinching my nipples between her fingers. I lowered my mouth to hers and we kissed passionately as I. Dad found our seats in the first row in the corner.“Easy telling Timmy picked out these seats specifically for me.”“Why do you say that?” I asked.“Because he knows how much I like seeing all the action in the corners. Brings back memories of my days on the ice.”Less than a minute into the game I found out what Dad meant by “action in the corner” when Brian slammed a player from the other team into the boards. Was this the same gentle, soft-spoken Brian I had known all these weeks? I asked. She’d never had a steady relationship, for various reasons. But I got the impression that she was at the same stage in life I was, where she was looking for the right person.She asked me, point-blank, if I was in a sexual relationship now, and if I wanted one with her. I told her that I didn’t have much experience with sex ... Kay was the only woman I’d had sex with, in fact. “Well, then,” she said, “if it isn’t good sex, it’s my fault, not yours. But let’s give it a try. No strings attached.. You seem to have the right sow by the ear.’ ‘That sounds kinky.’ She gave a wicked grin. ‘Now, glad rags time. I trust you have brought the essentials?’ Donna loved watching me put stockings on. Showered and dried, both of which took longer than necessary, we dressed. I wore a black cocktail dress, one of her favourites and she wore mid-blue trousers and a cream silk camisole and looked far more feminine than she normally does. ‘No good looking at me like that. Just because I am not wearing.