“Come on, one more trick before you go.”
She sighed as she kicked off her boots. “Alright, but make it quick. You’re not my only dance card tonight.” She laid on her back with her legs spread and her eyes closed.
He placed his hand on her knee and slid it along her smooth leg. She was completely hairless from the neck down and every inch of her was tanned beautifully. His thumb lined the lips of her pussy while his fingers reached underneath and grabbed that ass meat. “Flip over, we’ll fuck how rabbits do it.”
He rubbed himself as he watched her silently comply. She flipped over on her elbows and knees so that her ass was presented before him. His hand rubbed her ass before he brought his hips up to hers. His dick easily slid into her wet pussy.
His hand rubbed up and down her spine. Her back was cold, a stark contrast to the warmth his dick felt between her legs. His hand found its way back to her ass where his thumb curiously circled her asshole. He pressed against it and she moaned. He realized that was her first moan of the night.
He moved his index finger to the hole and pressed deeper. She gasped loudly. He smirked at having knocked her out of her trance. His hips picked up rhythm as he pounded her pussy. Her pussy was significantly wetter now that his finger was in till the second knuckle.
He pulled his finger and dick out of her when he felt himself getting close to cumming a second time. Grabbing her on the hips he lined his dick with her asshole. It was dripping her with her juices, but he pressed slowly as he inserted his dick into her ass. She groaned and grunted, but said no words to him. Her asshole was so much tighter than her pussy so he kept his motions slow so as not to hurt her.
He pulled out again when he once again felt himself getting close to cumming. He stroked his dick vigorously, his hand gliding easily along the surface thanks to all of her wonderful juices. He aimed to cum right on the top of her ass to give her a white tail to finish the bunny look, but the initial spirt shot all the way across her back.
She walked over to his bathroom to clean herself up while he rummaged through her stuff. She didn’t have much to go through but he wanted her black panties for his collection. She didn’t say anything to him when she returned to find her panties gone. Wearing only a sports bra, she casually walked without shame over to his kitchen where she grabbed a dish towel off the stove. She used it to make sure both of her holes were as dry as can be.
Once done she casually discarded it on his counter and walked over to get dressed. He was mesmerized by her confidence. “You’re welcome to visit any time you like.”
“When’s the next test?”
“Probably not for another month.”
“I might swing by then just to make sure I’m prepared.”