He kept going, almost like it was a revenge fuck, until he had a fierce orgasm. Frank tensed up then blew his cum into my rectum. I could feel each spurt as he ejaculated his sperm inside me. I had one last climax, triggered by his, and I totally collapsed. I was like a rag doll that he continued to hunch, in order to release his pent-up fetish of taking me anally. He pulled his fingers out as his shaft continued to pulse inside me. He reached forward and stuck his fingers in my mouth and said, “here, bitch, clean them”. I did so eagerly.
He pulled his dick from my ass and stumbled to the couch next to me. I looked in his eyes and could tell he was now totally satisfied. It was like a giant weight had been lifted from him. I looked down at his penis which was still pulsing slightly. There was still a bit of cum dripping out the tip so I crawled off the couch and took him tenderly into my mouth. I gently cleaned him off as I ran my tongue up and down his shaft. I now love the taste of my ass since I associate it with incredible sex. It was the least I could do since I had done the same to both John and to Spirit. And to think, Spirit was the spark that re-ignited Frank’s and my sex life. I will always love that dog.
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