Three. I had my eyes squeezed shut the whole entire time, and when I open them, I am practically dizzy. Sex Hard. “Um, I’ll call you later” I squeak out, and I run to my car. More than all of those things however, I loved it most of all when you would grab my hips and flip me over, and slide one of your long, thin fingers into my asshole, gently probe until my little creased button opened gently, like a blooming flower, so you could fit more of your fingers. You flip me in a move that you still remember from your high school wrestling days, and soon I am on my back, hands pinned underneath me. Your eyebrows raise yet again when you see that my small, but well-shaped breasts are not hindered by a bra, and my (again freshly shaven) pussy is not concealed by anything, not even a thong. I love it without question. And I’ll make my way to your house and knock on your door. Your tongue commanded me to writhe against you, push my opened legs closer to yours. I liked it most of all when you would finish with a series of resounding slaps that made me claw the sheets and scream so loud my throat hurt.
