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He groaned like a leaky baritone sax and Marisa recognized it for what it was. “Keep it up!” she blurted. “Keep going.” Rod ejaculated deep into her big and his semen tickled the head of his dick, but he kept pounding away nonetheless. After a couple more minutes his dick was spent. But he kept drilling hoping to reach pay dirt. He finally did. Her body trembled and her asshole loosened around his drained member. She came again, and Rod pulled out and watched his cum roll out of her asshole as her body vibrated BDSM on the mattress. Then he traced his tongue along the crack of her ass and upwards over her sweaty back to her neck and sucked her earlobe into his mouth. “God, we can fuck,” Rod whispered into her ear. He rolled her over onto her back and jammed his tongue into her mouth and kissed her, roughly at first, but it soon morphed into a long, loving tongue tangle. When the kiss finally ended their faces broke into wide smiles. Rod dragged his depleted body up and off of her and stood. “God, what a fuck!” he said, and walked naked out of the room, his drippy cock swinging between his thighs, and upstairs to take a shower. Marisa stared at his ass until he was out of sight. That’s how their summer affair started. There would be no more sly flirting or coy smiles or sexy innuendo. It was now understood. When Dad was away, they would play. And the more they played the more brazen they became. Three or four times a week they would find themselves naked together and would tear each other up. Before long it got to the point where Rod would get home from work and Marisa would be sunbathing nude out by the pool, and he’d walk out black there naked, take a dip in the pool and then lie in the lounge beside her. They would talk innocently at first but it would soon migrate to something sexy or suggestive and one thing would lead to another. Rod’s dick would start to get aroused and soon Marisa would have her hand wrapped around it, stroking him, and soon it would be in her mouth. The first few times when things heated up they would take it into the bedroom, but before long it was not uncommon for them just to get into it right then tits and there. Sometimes Rod would eat her pussy right on the lounge chair or assfuck her right out under the hot sun. Often they’d jump into the pool to cool down but more often than not that would just lead to more shenanigans. They started sleeping together many nights, sometimes in her bed, sometimes Hardcore in his. One night in her bed, Marisa was sucking his cock with her index finger lodged in his ass when her cell phone rang. She unlatched her lips and detached her finger and said, “It’s your father, I better get this.” She talked on the phone to his father for several minutes while she stroked his cock. It was the normal goodnight phone call for the most part, except for when Rod stifled a groan and ejaculated all over both of them. “Do you feel guilty?” Rod asked, after she ended the call. “About what we do?” “Yes and no,” she said. “Yes, when I’m alone and I think about him. No, when I think about you. Does that make sense?” “Yep,” he said. “Orihime!” Ruri groaned. So, do you think we could start on BDSM making Hardcore Arthur soon?" I always did have a sneaking feeling that I liked her but I didn’t know for sure. "Or, do you want to see my pretty little pink pussy?" big I had him. I had my shower while the girls chose a movie and settled down on the nest in the Den. “Tell you what Georgia, come tits and have a drink with me and I’ll tell you more. After nearly fucking her pussy for 30 mins I knew it was time to do her ass, I was on top of her, so I turned her around and find that there was a whole buttplug in it, I removed it I started to fuck her ass, it was even easier as she had that plugin for nearly 45 mins. She had apparently been watching. Why? "Fat Meester Clark will never satisfy you now wit hees little boy's peeenis. My eyes were wide open and twitching, my black mouth agape but silent.