She knew that I was the one with the need, not her. I was now properly frightened. Anal sex I removed my fingers from her and began softly, painstakingly, and lovingly licking her down from her climax, and I continued this until I felt her hands reach down to retrieve me. She was impossibly firm as I scoped the topography of her mound, coming to rest with her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. Had she not been so wet, this surely would’ve been painful for her. I just kept telling myself to go with it and stop thinking so much. She had me expertly dressed in less than thirty seconds, at which point she gingerly exclaimed, “Done!”
I had to laugh at this. A short while later, I heard her car door open, I turned my head to her, watching her exit, purse in hand. “Yup, I think you really kinda should.”
“If you insist,” as I started taking off my shirt.
