All Chapters of Night Stands : Chapter 91 - Chapter 93

Before her climax had subsided I thrust into her, making her gasp. Then I started fucking her with long, hard strokes, aroused beyond anything I'd ever experienced. I leaned down and kissed her and she bit gently at my lips and dug her nails painfully into my upper arms until I took her wrists and held her arms down as I pumped into her and she writhed under me. 'Yes, hold me down,' she gasped and I came, jetting torrents of spunk into her, kissing her roughly, holding her thin wrists, her arms stretched wide.'Your husband must have been mad to give up someone like you,' I said as we lay afterwards, drinking the last of the champagne.'That's kind of you, Michael,' she said, giving me a small smile. 'But it was never like this with Jeffrey, even at the beginning. He only ever satisfied himself. And he was rough and.. and cold!''So where did you learn to be so sexy?''It's you, Michael,' she said quietly. 'It's you.'I stayed until Tuesday morning, when we went to play golf. We mad

I knelt between her legs again and lowered myself down, supported by one arm. The other hand gripped my slimy shaft, guiding it to her anus, the final intimacy. My glans touched up against her pucker and she flinched. 'I'll go very slowly. Stop me if it hurts.' I pushed gently and nothing happened. I pushed a bit harder, worried that I'd hurt Sandra but she was silent. 'You're very tight,' I told her.'I think you'll have to push a bit harder,' she replied. I pushed harder and felt the shaft of my cock flex. 'Harder,' she said, tensely. I pushed hard and her sphincter opened reluctantly to accommodate me, stretching obscenely to take the thickest part of my penis. Sandra gasped and the fingers of her left hand clutched the duvet, knuckles white. Then I was in and her muscle was contracting around my shaft and I saw her shoulders relax. I also saw that the muscles of her right shoulder were flexing rhythmically and I realised that she was masturbating and I guessed she was doing