#290881 - I held her down against me as I thumbed the clitoral trigger until the raging nerve was as erected as my buried cock and then rolled over her lifting her shins to my shoulders positioning her ass in the exact position before worshiping the phallic gods, giving her a solid ramming. The pounding frantic drive of our intercourse led us rapidly to fruition, sheathed to the hilt in the consuming heat of Anna’s scabbard, her pubes meshed with mine as we exchanged fluids in spurts and groans, the abundance of our joy drenching the divan’s leather. The building was deserted; virtually everyone had gone about their business seeking a good reason to leave early, which evidently, all had developed, because a ghost town had a huge population when offered in comparison to our place.