Bigo Nobra - But fingering was not enough for the new car he bought her.

Her heart raced all over again. He had heard that she was into anal sex, but nothing had come out of her.He figured she was into a lot more gentle things, like riding a bike. She was anything but. She started squirming and begged for more of his hand. He loosened up enough for her to recognize the female voice, but then she felt a nice warm wetness between her legs, and the wetness of hot chocolate. It was too good. His hand started stroking over her shaved mound, and he thought he felt his first orgasm. She begged for more, but the hand between her legs stopped working. She heard a quiet intake of breath from the man in front of her, and the fear in his voice told her she could not ask for anything. Her little pussy was all it could reach for. She raised her head to ask for more, but the sex in front of her stopped short of an orgasm. Her fear encouraged the encroachment of the hard cock between her parted lips. He tried to relax her with his hands, but she was strong and persistent.

He could feel her stretching his folds as he pushed her back. The head of the strange man's cock felt like it was coming out of her body, out of her deep sex. His orgasms came almost as quickly as his own. He was scared, but not as much as when she welcomed his probing. Oh, sweet God! The head of this thing must be larger than any penis! He could feel his balls begin to tighten. He prayed he didn't spill hot cum all over this thing! He could feel the cum being squished from the sides of the airless bag. He appreciated the gesture, and smiled in return, saying only, Lord, My sweet lord, I only had to cuddle my whole body ... it was all so wonderful! He felt the pressure that had built up in his loins, and even though his cock was still rigid, he could almost hear her sighing in pleasure. He could feel his cock being invaded by a lotion, and wondered how she felt about being reamed out. Maybe she could get him to bend over a little? He felt his cock was being stretched, while the other's was being touched and also being rubbed on, and in, and out. Could he get him hard, too? He had no idea what she'd planned for this night. She may have agreed to play this game, if he'd asked nicely. She certainly was ambitious enough to ask for such a thing.

Or maybe she wasn't. He had been talking to her, back in the day, when he'd first met her. Talking her up, dressing her in her full feminine garb. But that was so different then what he was doing now. He was aware of what she'd become, what she'd become. He wasn't the insecure man that she was sometimes made to seem to be. He was the confident, powerful, and in control kind. And she... well, she wasn't much for men anymore. In fact, many times, she'd rather be teasing then to agree to anything. She was used to it, after all, and was used to being wrong. She had different tastes, and he had shown her how to find the good ones. She was new to this, and he had lots of stories about her, but he hoped that it would be the right thing for her to do..