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stripped naked and was standing close behind her.
    Eleanor remained motionless, but he saw her shoulders stiffen a little.
    Moving forward, Matthew lifted the skirt of her dress up over her arse and held it against her shoulders. Eleanor’s creamy, lush arse cheeks glowed in the darkness; he knelt down in homage and parted them. It looks just like a large, ripe peach he thought as he stared at her puckered little arsehole. Making a decision, he dropped the dress and stood up again.
    “Wait there,” he told her, disappearing back into their room, returning almost immediately. “Hold your dress up.”
    Still leaning on the balcony wall, she obeyed, holding her dress up to her waist, she invariably did as Matthew bid, and she had discovered that her desires had begun to mirror his.
    “Lean forward. Keep the dress raised.”
    Bending as far forward as the balcony wall would allow, Eleanor offered up her arse to him, she had not said a word since she had stepped out through the doors into the night air.
    Gently pulling the cheeks of her arse apart with one hand he applied lube to her puckered hole with the other.
    “Ooo, Matthew, that’s cold.”
    “Sshhh…” He massaged the gel into her arsehole, gently inserting his thumb as she squirmed against him.
    Moving down, he pushed his nose up against her and started to use his tongue to lick and probe her tight little hole, using his other hand he expertly massaged her clit, occasionally inserting his middle finger a little way up her cunt. Eleanor tried to stand still; in the gardens beneath them, one or two couples were strolling around arm in arm. She wasn’t sure what could be seen or heard from below, and although she tried not to make a sound, she was struggling to stay quiet as his tongue and fingers continued to do their work on her arse and cunt.
    Matthew had stopped his divine licking and probing, she heard him tearing something like foil, he was opening a packet, and she realised it was a condom; he was going to bugger her. Hoping that she’d be able to accommodate him, she sensed him rolling the rubber onto his cock, shivering a little with anticipation. Sheathed, Matthew stood up, firmly opened her well-oiled, peachy little hole and prepared to push his cock into her arse.
    “Be gentle, Matthew, please,” she begged, “I don’t know if I’ll be able to take it.”
    “Sshhh, there’s a good girl, you’ll love it, you’ll see.” He pushed the head of his cock against her arsehole, which initially tightened against him.
    “Relax, babe, I’ll be careful.”
    Concentrating on relaxing, she felt him making room by using one of his fingers to open her sufficiently to push the head of his cock a little way into her. Taking gulps of the night air, feeling the residual warmth of the day on her skin, Eleanor felt the latex covered head of his cock pushing its way inside the tight sheath of her arse.
    “Hold on, babe, I’m going bury myself into you now, relax, sshhh, just relax,” said Matthew, as he bore down. At last, he was right up to the hilt in her arsehole, and she felt his balls slap against her.
    Clenching spasms moved between her arse and cunt, sending waves of lust coursing through her body, she felt stretched, full, it was incredible, she had never had anything up her arse before, and she was proud that she had been able to take his cock fully inside her tight sphincter.
    “Mmm, God, you feel so tight, so glorious, babe. Hold on, I won’t last long, you’re gorgeous, you know that don’t you?”
    Breathing raggedly, he held her hips and moved gently inside her, he didn’t draw his cock right out, he knew it could be hard to take that way the first time, but he’d have her begging him to bugger her in the future if he got this right. He was beside himself with lusty pleasure as he shagged her arse against the balcony wall of their suite. He could hear people walking around the gardens below them; he was fired up, and unable to hold on any