Itll get better sweetie, I promise, he kissed my left ass cheek. He pulled it out slowly and in again. I groaned. When he was increasing the speed, he... pulled me from the wall and bent me over in doggy style on the floor. He began thrusting it in and out of me so fast that his hands were just a fuzz of motion. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and I moaned louder and louder by the moment. I felt my pussy clamping down on the toy and yet it was still going quick. Mmm Im gonna cum! I squealed. What a pair of .... we are.Those times were puntuated with the freak shows we'd given on an AmTrak train to see his mother, the ten minute doggy style bangfest in Trump Tower elevator, servicing my man in the back of a chartered bus on the way home from a church outing, the near-miss hit we both took doin' it on a Macybed in the bedding displays, and three times in a portable stellaruim in a science museum in Queens.All those times, we'd either not been or nearly been caught, save one: When I. She was now open to me. Her pussy, wet with juices, exposed. Her knees up by her chest. She couldn’t move her legs.I knelt between her legs. I could smell her sex. I needed to taste her again. I put my tongue inside her, as far as I could, and ran it up her slit to her clit, taking it into my mouth and sucking on it. She moaned. I ran my tongue all over her pussy lips. In and out of her, sucking, licking. She was dribbling with wetness. Soaking the bedsheets. My cock rock hard and erect. I'd. That’s right, she had gone a few months back with some friends, returning smiling and sunkissed. She must have made an album out of it.I hesitated a moment, wondering whether I should look through it. It felt somewhat invasive, but it was on the communal bookshelf. I carried it back to the couch and flipped it open, my eyes glancing from photo to photo.There was Hannah on the deck of a cruise ship, something colorful and presumably alcoholic in her hand, a book beside her, as she smiled at the.