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"I'm gonna fuck you in the ass," he said, "but I won't make it hurt you any more than it has to."

He put the jar on the night stand and crawled back on the bed behind her, wiping his fingers on her hips. She tried to hold her asscheeks closed tight, but his hands were too strong. He spread them wide apart. His cock-head was hot and it probed at her ass.

Now in position, he put one arm around her waist while he squeezed one tit. His cock-head pushed hard against her asshole but he didn't thrust in.

"Just relax and let it ease its way in and it won't hurt much."

She didn't say anything-just felt the hot cock head pushing against her quivering asshole.

Gradually, his cock-head pushed in as she felt her asshole loosen against the relentless force. With the cock-head inside, she felt the burning thrust go full length into her as his hips came up hard against her asscheeks.

It was a relief to feel his cock slide back out, almost like taking a shit. He stopped withdrawing with the head just inside her asshole and thrust back inside her, causing a burning pain deep within her.

As he ass-fucked her, the burning pain began to feel good. It turned into a good ache like that in her cunt when Dave had fucked her.

He reached his arm back under her and put a finger in her cunt. The finger probed deep, making a tingling ache, then it slowly probed forward, just inside her cunt-lips, moving forward toward her clit.

"Ooooh!" she moaned as she thrust her hips against his hand.

His finger withdrew, then slipped forward again.

"Ooooh!" she moaned again, trying to keep her hips still. It was useless. Her hips obeyed their own will.

He kept his finger probing her cunt in step with his cock-strokes in her burning ass.

The hot pulses of aching pain in her cunt started to run together, still lingering when his finger next touched. His cock burned faster in her while he finger-fucked her cunt faster as well, faster and faster, harder and harder. Then she felt one long searing electric flash of heat in her cunt.

"Oooohhhh! "

She held her hips still as she felt her cunt-juices wash over his finger. His cock-strokes in her ass became harder and then he tensed against her asscheeks and his hot jism spurted deep into her ass, burning with each spurt.

He held his quivering hips tight against her asscheeks until his cum stopped spurting. Then he pulled his shrinking cock out of her ass. He drew her knees back so she was lying on her stomach and grasped her hips and rolled her over on her back.

Without a word, he got up and went to the bathroom. Max came back with a soapy wash cloth and sat on the bed. He folded the wet cloth around his limp cock and drew it off the prick repeatedly, stretching it as he did so.

"Now it's your turn to go down on me, Mrs. Cuyler. Ever did it before?"

She shook her head. "I guess I just suck your cock."

"That'll do to start but, when it gets hard, you'll have to work your mouth up and down over the full length of it. Let's get started. I'll tell you if you're doing anything wrong."

He lay down on his back, his legs spread. She got on her hand and knees between his knees and looked down at his cock. It was small when she held it at the base with one hand and put her mouth down over the head. She ran the small tip of her tongue inside the piss-slit and worked it around and around.

Slowly, she started to suck. When the vacuum pulled at the cock-head, it slid up a little way into her mouth. When she relaxed it slipped back. She gradually sucked harder. The head swelled in her mouth but the cock-shaft in her hand was still limp…

She started working her mouth down on the prick, giving a hard suck when her lips came back up on the cock-head. When her mouth slid down to his groin, the tip of the head just touched her throat.

The sucking started to make his cock stiffen. With each lip-stroke, his prick grew and turned harder. Each time she drew back, she ran the tip of her tongue down into the cock-head. This made it even stiffer.

Her mouth worked down harder and harder, down onto the base, her lips pressing into the hair on his groin. With each stroke, the head pushed against the back of her throat.

Then she gagged.

"I'm" sorry, she stammered. "I couldn't do it."

"You're turned the wrong way, Mrs. Cuyler," he said. "The cock curves up and your throat curves down. Come around here and straddle my shoulders."

She knee-walked around on the bed and put her knees outside his shoulders with her face turned down toward his cock.

"That's the way," he said. "Now it'll fit right down your throat. When you push down hard, it'll feel like it's going halfway to your stomach. Just relax your throat and breathe in whenever you come up."

She put the head back into her mouth and ran the tip of her tongue inside. He writhed under her. She started working her lips down a little farther, up and down. Again the head touched her throat, but now it slid right down.

She worked her mouth farther down, still sucking hard each time her lips came up on the head. Whenever her tongue thrust inside at the top of the up-stroke, she breathed with a gasp.

Her mouth finally came all the way down over his cock and pressed into his cock-hair. His prick fit close in her throat. She gave full strokes with her lips, faster and faster, harder and harder. His hips started bucking up to meet her mouth with each stroke.

His arms pushed out against her thighs. Without changing her mouth rhythm, she spread her knees out and let her cunt settle down on his face.

He slowly thrust his tongue inside. She jerked when he touched her clit. He lapped his tongue the length of the clit in unison with her sucking his cock. With each tongue stroke her clit flashed for a hot instant while she jerked her cunt down harder against his face.

They writhed and jerked together, faster and faster, harder and harder. He gripped the flesh of her hips and pulled her down hard, her cunt squashed against his mouth. His tongue reached way in and lapped the length of her.

He broke the rhythm and lapped her still faster and harder. She gasped harder each time she came up. She tried to go down on him faster, but she couldn't keep up with his tongue. It drove back inside her deeper and faster.

Finally, his hips bucked up slower each time. His groin still slapped hard into her face but his movements turned slower and deliberate. Then he went rigid as he shot off into her throat. The cum spurted deep into her. She swallowed the jism and felt his cock-head drawn deeper each time she swallowed. It didn't fill her throat completely now so she could breathe past the head. She kept her face buried in his groin and kept swallowing, drawing the head back.

Max pushed her hips up and stuck out his tongue.

"Don't stop," he said… 'Now we're gonna get you off.?

He settled her coot back against his face and stuck his tongue inside, lapping her clit with each stroke, lapping and making the heat flash inside. She jerked with each lap.

She continued sucking his cock. It had shrunk back where she could keep the whole thing in her mouth. She went back to probing her tongue into the end whenever she stopped sucking.

Soon his hips started rolling up with each suck. The limp prick slid farther into her mouth where it grew with each suck until it went in her throat. Now, instead of running her mouth up and down on the cock, she let it slide back deep in her throat and held it there by swallowing.

His tongue lapping was driving her wild. With each stabbing flash in her clit, she brought her hips down hard, her blonde cunt smashing against his mouth. The harder she drove down on him, the deeper he lapped into her.

With her swallowing, his cock grew and turned stiff. She kept it deep inside her throat and kept swallowing against it, feeling it rub in and out against her sensitive skin. There was just enough space left in her throat to breathe. The harder she swallowed against his prick the harder his hairy groin rolled up into her face.