Hardcore anal fisting and wild fucking leading to a massive facial finish

The bus hurtled on. His hand moved to my neck, and he planted his lips on mine. Xnxx ‘Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!’ were my only thoughts as I threw on a bathrobe, checked myself in the mirror, and opened the door. 
Pierce looked grave as he surveyed me. I started this” I couldn’t even look at him. The balcony lurched. My hands went to his shirt, and undid the top two buttons before he realised what I was doing. 
“Is this what you want?” he asked. 
I nodded, and bit my lip. 
“If it’s what you want” was my answer. I would need it. 
When the two teams had drifted together and struck up conversations – I heard my name being thrown around-I slipped out onto the clubhouse balcony, sure I would be alone. I wanted him to linger on me like a second skin. 
I kissed him fiercely back, as though my lips were smouldering. “No! Slowly inching forward so that her lips enveloped the head of my cock, she cupped my balls with her left hand, squeezing gently. My mind went blank, wonderfully, stunningly blank. “I know it wasn’t… I was talking to Michael Whelan and he mentioned that you played for Sterling a while ago. I scrambled to cover my tears, my weakness. What does that prove?”
“That I hurt you?”
“Like I wasn’t scratching you?!”
He was silent. 
“And for the record, the bruise is gone” I added to break the tension. “I was afraid you might, you know-” he made quotation marks ” ‘be in trouble’ ”
I laughed a little.