Amy reaches

Orgasm approaching, Amy wakes to the familiar feel of Dave’s cock buffeting her clit. She was so turned on from this build up. How long had Dave been at it? Minutes? Hours? Amy was a dripping mess and had lust on the brain.

She reached for the side table and grabbed the small bottle of silicone lube. Dave and Amy were about to have a great night. Amy squirted out a few drops of lube into her fingers and used it to moisten her tight pink pucker of an asshole. Then she added some more lube to her fingers and worked one, then two, and finally three fingers into her behind stretching and warming herself up. The nocturnal orgasm had relaxed everything quite a bit and the stretch was mostly a formality, but lube is mandatory.

Amy rolled forward, and using her still line covered hand, she greased Dave’s cock and guided and aligned it with her waiting back door. Easing back towards Dave she deftly lowered her behind onto his prick. The well defined ridge of his cock head was the toughest part. So close to the tip yet also the widest. It hastened Amy’s breath for a moment, but now she was passed that and could breathe thru taking Dave’s length. Thankful Dave wasn’t equipped like Amy’s college boyfriend. She couldn’t even imagine taking his nearly 8” and soda can like girth.

Amy buried Dave’s cock in her ass until her firm cheeks were bottomed against his pelvis.