Hot Blog: FACE POUNDERS ready for this," I said already knowing the answer. He nodded his head and I turned around offering him access to my butt. Marc scooted to the very edge of the couch and then grabbed my hips pulling me into a better position. I had used a vibrator on my ass a number of times and knew what to expect, or so I thought. I relaxed my sphincter, and peered down the hallway to see Ms. P watching the action. Her son rubbed his tip against my anal opening a few times before he pressed forward easing in slowly. I pushed back relishing his fullness penetrating my bottom.
"I'm all the way in," he said, "Does it hurt?"
"No, it feels extraordinary," I hissed and squeezed his cock a few times.
"Do that again," Marc giggled.
"Ok, but then I want you to fuck me," I commanded as I clenched and unclenched his dick.
"I love how this feels," he said and began sawing in and out of me. I looked down the hall and glimpsed Ms. P frigging her cunt in sync with her son's dick. The fervor of Marc's thrusting amplified, as he slammed harder and harder into my backside. I never knew a cock pounding could feel so good. The stimulation on my prostrate caused my own prick to redouble its size. The carpet burned my knees from the furious speed my buddy had achieved. His youth helped him maintain his piston force and time ceased to have meaning, as my pummeling became a grueling bliss. Finally, Marc lunged forward and halted when his pubic bone crashed into my ass cheeks. A wail of pleasure exploded from his lips, as his come flooded my anus. I relished each pulsing rope of juice filling my insides.
