when I felt the tip of his tongue start to explore my p-hole, teasing and flicking it over my knob like there was no tomorrow. How I loved that. How I loved Danny.

Then he wanted my hole again, I told him how it felt so good, how it was so hungry for his deep penetration.

“Like this, you mean, Pete?” Danny responded with the touch of his ripe knob starting to stretch me open. I felt his thrust as he pushed it slowly up me, pinning me down spread eagled over the arm of the sofa. I knelt between, nudging my ass cheeks this way and that way, to find the right angle for entry. Then I felt him start to thrust it inside me, my rectal muscles automatically welcoming and squeezing him inside. We both moved in rhythm to enjoy the most wonderful fuck we had both missed so much.

Mmm, and when he came in me, hearing that unique gasp and grunt as Danny reached his climax. That was so much part of all that I had missed. Danny was truly perfection. A quality cock and great fucker, perhaps now I should realise that and never go for another Jack in the box.

With Danny I could do anything I had never dreamed of before. When he wanted to spank my ass raw I submitted, even though it hurt like hell. It was for my Danny, for his pleasure and anyway I knew what the reward would be. The soothing of my ass afterwards with lots of gentle massage, then another deep fucking was always on the cards. He could spank me any and which way, it did sting, especially when he used the cane on me. I would yelp but there would be no mercy. Not until I had been given the full quota of ten each cheek and five across both and I had to count each stroke otherwise an extra one would be added. By the end of all that I forgot I had and ass. It had passed the stinging stage. It would be numb, completely numb. Well that is until I felt his huge cock enter me again. I always felt that surge deep inside me, moving my plum red ass with him as he clasped his hands around my stomach, making me bounce each time he thrust it into me. At times like that I felt like a piece of meat, but with Danny, it didn’t matter one iota because he was my guy.

When he asked if I would I piss on him I would, even though it did nothing for me. It did lots for Danny and the fact that it soon gave him another hard-on and he was inside me again was a good enough reason to do it. I just could not get enough of his cock every which way.

It was the same when he wanted me just to lie there for him. Flat on the bed and spread eagled. He’d handcuff me to the top rail, and then stand there before me, wanking his cock stiffly over my face first, just teasing me with it, his knob near enough to sniff but not to taste. Then he would work it harder over my bare cock and balls until he spurted like a canon. All his white cum over my cock and balls, then the way he massaged it over me, then up my hole, pushing my legs back again and entering me with so much gusto.

Vote: Total Votes: 6 Steamy (1 vote) Hot (2 votes) Blazing (3 votes)

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