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My long backless ball gown clung to my body, the split exposing my right leg almost to my hip, the curve of my breasts and my stiff nipples clearly visible through the gown in the absence of any bra or any underwear at all for that matter. I groped one with each hand. I went back to Violet who was sitting up. My ass puckers and I feel my inner wall again tighten at the onset of my first orgasm. I cracked the door without making any noise and could see the mirror, which was right across from the shower. Her mouth engulfed the head of my cock and she sucked hard on it.

I lubed her tight, pink rosebud and my cock, and reinserted it, this time a bit faster than the first time. With one finger on her clit she strummed the little nub of joy, while her other hand reached around to finger her asshole. Why was this woman affecting me this way? Her first thrust was a heartbeat away and my virgin ass was puckered in a knot.

She drank three more beers while we were talking; I had two. Holding my cock firm she placed it inside her pussy and we began to fuck, then she rolled over and was astride me, we pushed and met each other, changing positions often, I mounted her doggy style, lizard lap and a host of other variations. I pushed harder and she let out a deep groan as the head of my cock entered her. Another would leave her in dire straits.