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Starting slowly at first, but steadily increasing the rhythm, Ashley began an intricate dance in my lap. A perfectly choreographed, and oft-practiced series of rocking hips and grinding groin, with thighs, lifting and falling, working my shaft expertly. She seemingly brought the same level of artistry to her movements that a prima-ballerina must bring to her own. As she settled into her rhythm, I was in heaven. Her warm, tight, asshole gripped my hard cock most perfectly. And if the physical sensations weren’t enough, the view was spectacular. This gorgeous woman, rode me lost in her own lust. Her body fit and tone, but also soft and curvaceous in all the right places. Her left hand glided up her torso and began to work her nipples, alternating between gentle rubbing motions and aggressive pinching. Her right-hand reached out to me and I happily small obliged her silent request by lifting my head so that I could take two of her outstretched digits into my mouth, sucking on them to deposit a layer of my own saliva. That accomplished she then reached that hand down and began teasing her clit. Thankfully my wife is in excellent shape because, with both Ashley and myself lost in our pleasure, this glorious ass fucking continued for quite a while. Eventually, Ashely slowed and stopped. She wiggled her ass a bit to ensure that I was buried as deep as possible then leaned forward and we began to kiss passionately. Geometry and human anatomy just don’t allow two people to make out comfortably and ass fuck, so I did my best to prop myself up on one arm and meet her halfway. My free hand was kept busy though, caressing her and petting her sometimes gently, lovingly, and sometimes forcefully. Meanwhile, Ashley kept her hips moving just enough tits to make sure I stayed hard inside her. After a couple minutes in this position, my supporting arm and my back were starting to bother me, and I suspect Ashley’s was as well because she finally broke off our kiss to lean in and whisper in my ear, “Master?” She asked as she began to increase her gyrations slowly. “Is this one bringing you pleasure?” “Oh yes...”, I said, my brain flooded with endorphins and clearly not firing on all cylinders. “Is this body satisfying your needs, Master?”, she continued, still cooing in my ear. “Ashley,” I began. “The way you use that body brings me such joy.” “Then, Master,” her voice pussy took on a smoky, sultry tone. “Please reward me...” She quickly sat back tight up and began fucking me with reckless abandon. She was so into it, the way she moved, the sounds that she made, it was evident that at that moment she was in erotic bliss. There was nothing more important in this world to her than using her sexy, tight asshole to work my cock, and with that thought in mind, I was rapidly approaching my climax. I lasted maybe another minute before I knew I could no longer hold out. “Ashley!”, I exclaimed, but she seemed oblivious. “Ashley, I’m about to cum.” She ignored me, indeed if anything she might have begun moving just a little faster. “Ashley...I can’t...it’s...” At that moment she leaped off my lap, spun around and wrapped her lips around the head of my cock. As my first jet of hot semen hit the back of her throat Ashley, again began convulsing in another orgasm. Her first orgasm was powerful, but it was nothing compared to this climax. Lost in my own orgasm, I hardly noticed as she easily took all my cum into her mouth. Her body continued to shake and convulse. Then while I laid there, my mind lost to the world in post-coital bliss, Ashley rolled onto her back, and shoved three fingers deep into her cunt. One hand working her pussy, the other tugging at her nipples as she continued to be racked with wave after wave of pleasure. Finally, after what had to be two whole minutes of nonstop cumming, Ashley allowed her hands and arms to relax. Then, rolling my semen in her mouth as it close up little by little slid down her throat, she laid there enjoying her orgasmic aftershocks. His attentions diverted, tits he made his way to the entry and opened the front door, pussy finding Secretary Carson waiting for him with a couple of heavies. There were straps I hadn't seen that pulled out and held me at the waist. Someone is bound to come looking for us soon. Rekha: "Rub it faster please. “How to... to...” Jim leaves tight for his two-week sales trip to Nashville, and Logan reluctantly ventures downstairs to face his Mom. Like lots of things back in those days close up maintenance was poor and slow and the light bulbs small in the bathroom had been blown for about a week. “Good morning class.” Ms. Davies voice called out as she descended the staircase leading to her office. I think it will be wonderful for Diane, Jill, and me to have babies a month apart. Probably a slip of the tongue on her part, but you know, it left me thinking?