I slipped my hand under the waistband of her skirt, and squeezed a smooth, fleshy buttock.I slipped my hand under the waistband of her skirt, and squeezed a smooth, fleshy buttock. I laughed. She was genuinely sorry that she hadn't been able to drink it all! "That's all right." I said. "There's always next time." Teaching Mary Anne 2: Mary Anne Tries it Up the Ass Mary Anne lay with her back to me, her broad impossibly smooth ass split, her legs trailing down either side of my body. Her long golden hair spilled down her tanned back. She looked over her shoulder. I fucked her hard for awhile, kneading her ample white buttocks in both hands. She moaned softly. I loved fucking her from behind, loved the moment she rolled over to allow me to mount her. I'd told her I liked it this way, that it felt better, and since then she'd always do it for me, giving me the occasional backward glance over one milky shoulder as she presented her smooth white buttocks. She was ever so slightly overweight, but at seventeen years old, the extra flesh was smooth and firm, resilient. She was the best fuck I'd ever had. She looked back at me again, whispering, "You can try to put it in my ass, If you want. |