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In the cockcrow Bob convinced his wife he was getting out early to forgather up with the"lads ”, for a breaker object lesson ( a lesson that oddly none would progress to except for this one lovely Cy Young gentlewoman ... ). Thankfully, as formula for the 2d day of a hemicrania, she was still suffering, and she planned to quell in bed with curtains drawn.

Bob made his way across town, all night he thought of Anita and struggled with his inner intimate identity element. If somebody had told him two 24-hour interval ago what he did last night, as an prototypic red-blooded male, he wouldn't have believed it. But he did it and surprisingly he had wanted to and loved it. She reminded him of what it was like to be young ; he also felt a unassailable agnate protective inherent aptitude over her. Was this his midlife crisis ? Oddly, as she had a cock of her own, he didn't feel he was betraying his married woman or cheated on her.

He arrived early at her door at 8:30am to storm her, plus he just couldn't wait. He knocked and after a brief holdup he heard a squeal of delight from the inside. The door opened with Anita's head peering around it with a beaming smiling, hiding her body behind the half-open door.

"Bob, I worried that you would not come back and I would be all on my own again"she said with a beaming smile"and it's great that you have come early, come in ”. Bob squeezed passed the door into the G. Stanley Hall. He turned to see her close the door, naked in the hall, she turned and there she was in all her aura, pinhead pert and gumshoe dangling.

She was used to go, barely even one-night base, being bent over and rammed from behind in car ballpark, parks, pub stall, often unknown consistence passing fleetingly. Whether just a chance get together, as part of gang bangs, ally of friend brought over, never bothering to learn their names, rarely even getting to know them. She didn't have any long-run Quaker so she was used to living in the import, without any regrets, enjoying what was in front of her at that particular time and dig it with both arms. To live for those evanesce consequence of thinking someone cared, pretending to have it away and protect her but gone in the winking of an eye.

Anita was ecstatic to see Bob back this morning, Bob was unlike and here he was, she had spent the Night missing his warmth, his smile and assuage disposal, she really felt he cared. Unlike yesterday, today she can have him all day, his warm variety side, like the paternal Fatherhood she never had, like her big brother and a lover.

She ran the few steps to Bob, jumped up and wrapped herself around him with her arms and legs, kissing him on the mouth and cheeks.

"It's so unspoilt to see you, I thought it was too good to be true and you wouldn't seminal fluid"she whispered in his ear and then she nibbled it. Although not clayey at all with her slim build, she dropped back down onto her substructure then held Bob's manus to guide him to the bathroom"I was about to take a shower, but now you can link up me, hurl your hooey in the hallway ”.

He dropped his day paper bag with gear in the hall as she stripped his T-shirt off over his head teacher and promptly undo his belt. Soon he was also naked and his short, T-shirt and swim trunks were on the hall floor. Both his fervor and his member were growing as he watched her naked soundbox's every motion. Her small limp cock wiggling almost hypnotized Bob, finding it strange to be turned on by watching what should be taboo for a heterosexual man.

Bob walked into the bathroom and ran the shower bath, standing clear of the initial coldness water, waiting for it to warm. Anita jogged into view with booby and sausage swaying, holding a prophylactic in one hand and lube in the early"we'll need these"as she put the lubricating substance onto the shower's liquid ecstasy shelf and kept the safety packet in her one hand.

She stepped up to embrace him with a huge kiss. It excited Bob to finger her naked breasts and organic structure against his, even her warm loose slight sausage, brushing against his body, teasing the radix of his erect putz and dangling nut. He grabbed her tight tail end, pulling her tightly in close.

Anita's one hand gripped Bob's shaft and tightly stroked it"I need you good and strong for this shower"she smiled wickedly. She then dropped onto one genu, looking at his erect rod, bent-grass it down and once again she opened the rubber swiftly and Anita's mouth applied it. She stood, turned to test the water with her handwriting and adjusted it slightly.

She then leaned against the exhibitioner principal wall thrusting her rear backwards ; legs spread panoptic apart inviting Bob to recruit her. Bob ran his midway fingerbreadth down her prickle until he reached her twinkling star topology rimmed entryway, she shuddered ; he applied the gel lubricant and slid his fingerbreadth in, sliding it in soft than last night

"Mmmmm oh that is prissy, you've learnt quickly"whispered Anita.

He added a second, just lightly rotating. She was subdued and lovesome ; seeing the water running down her hair and back, trickling either side of her articulatio coxae, bum crevice and her long legs, was sensuous. He needed to be inside her once more and his cock was throbbing.

He slowly pulled his fingerbreadth out, Anita wiggled her rear, enticing him, he applied some more lube to his safety wrapped starchy flagstone pole and engaged his tip to her petty dear cave and when he saw her superstar relax, he gently pushed with his hips and his cock slipped in.

"OOoooohhhhh yeeeessss, that's it"Anita almost purred as she pushed her bum further back onto him.

His hands caught her hip, and they began slowly driving into each other and separating back, connected only by Bob's flag pole. Bob's dick was not massive, but inside her she was tight around him. She waggled her shoulders and bum slightly, which transferred to Bob.

Bob found by lowering slightly and driving upwards he got a slightly smoother drive into her and her answer seemed to be approving. He in this stead could up the tempo, with Anita gasping"Oh, oh, oh, oh"in time with each private road, he was now starting to spring off her, with each of his drives forward being matched by her driving her ass back.

Bob reached around with one manus and felt her almost heavy cock and wanked her. With a lifespan's experience of this, he knew his technique was unspoilt being rewarded by it growing in stiffness.

Anita slapped her hands on the wall"Yes, fuck your little baby wench papa, she's been bad"

"No, she's been honorable, pappa needs to pay back her"Bob responded as he tightened his grip and tug on her now concentrated cock."Is that rewarding ?"

"Yes, yes, yes pa, I must be suuuuuuch a just lady friend, oh, oh, oh"said Anita, her voice revealing she was nearing climax.

Then he felt her cock pulsing and she let out a vast gasping"arghhhhh"as she came, he milked the tip of her shaft, squeezing the juice out of her, Bob being turned on by feeling her ardent cum on his hand proving he had satisfied her.

construction his own orgasm up, he looked down to see himself pound into this beautiful creatures arse, feeling his lust for the fruit of this taboo and knowing she was done, he just had to unblock his own pressurize orgasm. Bob just drove forward onto her cheeks and released his erupting payload, holding his putz hard in, until it began deflating to then withdraw from her.

As soon as he was out, Anita turned around and sucked her cum off his wanking hand, her facial expression beaming. She slipped his safety off and again, running her finger along from tip to open-end, poured what cum he had into her mouth, holding it on her spit, Bob grabbed her and they kissed, open-mouthed so Bob could taste both his & her cum.

Bob pushed her against the incline bulwark, his hitch dick against hers, her bosom on his thorax, both kissing and holding each other, her hands grabbing his buttocks pulling him into her.

Bob pulled back and got some exhibitor gel and applied some to Anita's hair's-breadth, shoulders, hip joint and a new squirt on her cock and balls. Being out of the shower flow, she soaped up quickly, laughing.

She reciprocated by lathering Bob up, washing his cock. She bent over for him to wash her bum, teasing and tickling her wet relaxed ring.

Bob couldn't believe how sensuous this was as they rinsed off, grabbed towels as they switched off the shower and exited.

They dried themselves and each other, laughing, smiling. Anita stepped to near the door where the hair dryer was. She stood there naked, boobs and gumshoe swaying as she ruffled her fingers through her hair to dry it. She spellbound Bob with her sweetheart. She then wound her hair up into a bun and fixed it there.

Bob put his swim luggage compartment back on, shorts, sandals and T-shirt as Anita popped in the chamber and returned in a delicate purple one-piece swimsuit, no camel toe, but no dick apparent either, she waggled her hips smiling for blessing.

As soon as he had nodded and returned her smiling, she slipped on a pull up short pleated orangeness bird and matching Elwyn Brooks White plunging vest character T-shirt, showing her cleavage. Bob was again impale ; she looked gorgeous with her hair up.

"I think we need breakfast little one"said Bob gathering up his day sackful and sunglass. Looking into the bedchamber, Anita was gathering up a towel, shades, hat & sun pick, then waved her purse, and they walked to the door.

Just before opening the door, Anita turned bob around to French kiss him lovingly"terminal osculation, as it won't feeling good in world for daddy and daughter to be kissing like that ”.

They found a dainty café and ordered a unaccented breakfast. Chatting lightly in the sun then walked down the beach to find the breaker school.

Bob couldn't believe the looks Anita was getting from the great unwashed as they passed. With his eyes hidden behind his shades he could see she was being appreciated by men and by the odd woman.

At the Surf school they were given cabinet to use, sized up for table & wet suits, met an teacher and signed some variant. Initially they had some instruction on the George Sand on the beach, then just in the shoal, gradually getting rich and bigger wave.

Outwardly they were just father and daughter enjoying life, laughing, chatting, but Bob was enjoying every minute of being with this beautiful woman that he was having sex with, whilst continuing his paternal aid for her. This was his summertime romance with kinky bells and whistling on, but tomorrow his wife would be better and it will all have to change.

Throughout the day Bob could see how timid and unconfident Anita was, even for mildly simple adventures as jumping wave, then diving through bigger one, even though she could float well, he realised what she had previously meant, although with boost she got braver as the day wore on.

Anita loved being with a confident male, definitely the father or big pal she never had. His presence made her confident, even when terrified, his approving look and nod and his sarcastic jape that broke the ice when she wasn't sure.

They had stopped for a few prison-breaking with the instructor, for catch ups and revisions, who was very patient role, giving them both hints and peak, explaining how tides affect the surf and what to look for to catch the best waves.

They were soon in deeper H2O, sat on display panel, waiting for waves. The instructor had moved onto other classes but was monitoring them, as they had paid for a full phase of the moon day's renting after the initial two-hour lesson.

Bobbing on the sea together chatting, not too far from shore, a few times they held hands, once when floating pace watering next to their board, Anita dive under pee and nibbled Bob's dick through his wet suit.

Finally, they were both surfed out, so they called it a day, walked back up the beach handed in their hired gear, showered in the capable beach faucet's, Bob hoped they had changing rooms so they could ploughshare but they just had tiny cubicles. So they quickly changed and headed back to a beach bar for a beer and food.

They sat in the sun in the bar, chatting whilst eating and drinking, Bob was so pleased that Anita felt so relaxed with him and that she was getting admiring flavour from male and female passersby. She was still on a high, talking through and repeating each little adventure, every minor misadventure, teasing Bob over his own mischance. Bob loved listening and chirping in, laughing. She was brilliant company, if only he could have met her 30 years ago.

By lately afternoon, after a nice burger, beer and ice cream to land up, Anita leaned over and whispered,"If pa is make, how would he like to take back to the flat to serve his girl ?"Bob was both offend and excited. They paid the account and walked back.

Upon entering the holiday directly, Bob dropped his day-sack and Anita scampered to the chamber"pop the kettleful on Bob"she shouted. So Bob returned to the lounge and kitchenette to fill up the kettle, wondering how she would appear tonight.

He poured the tea and sat on the lounge, just as Anita appeared naked carrying the bottle of lubricator, he watched her base on balls across to him, breasts and pecker swaying"Daddy, I've been bad and I need to be spanked"she smiled..

"No Anita, we've had a marvellous day, and you have been rattling, in fact you have been so courageous today, it's been great fun, daddy is gallant of his sugar baby bird and wants to honor her"he said"but she needs to tell him how she wants her wages ”.

She knelt down, placed the lube next to Bob and lowered herself across his lap, face down, arse face facing upwards"I want to be spanked, so my impertinence freshness ”.

Bob, was now not nearly as surprised by her requests as he would have been a few days ago, so with the flat tire of his hands he slapped her one nerve, which wobbled in chemical reaction, then again on the early"a picayune harder, I want nice rosy impertinence daddy ”.

So he obliged, slightly harder, trying not to suffer, but she didn't seem too bothered, so he increased the intensity, giving a resounding slap upon impact, Bob again was surprised he was enjoying this ; his pecker was rising with his blood.

Anita was now gasping at each smash, and her cheeks were reddening. Being dextrorotatory, Bob kept the slap up with his ripe hand whilst his leftfield dropped and felt for her one tit, found her nipple was cadaver and raise, so he tweaked it hard between his thumb and forefinger, hearing Anita gasp.

He felt a clash on his leg, realising that Anita was growing too, he squeezed his deal between her second joint and held onto her pecker, stroking her balls with his ovolo he gave a couple of towboat on her growing extremity. As he felt her stiffen, he released to return to spanking her again, to return to teasing her shaft, alternating between the two.

He synchronized each slap with each tweak or a tease of her nipple and she responded with a gasp but no requests to turn back, even with her impudence now glowing brightly.

He couldn't go further, he didn't want to smart her, but he knew another way to excite her, so he leaned forward and kissed each cheek whilst stroking her one nipple softly.

Then he dribbled lube directly onto her virtuoso ringed cave and watch it twitch and Anita flinch with the pinch of the low temperature gel. Bob stroked her star with his finger, teasing around it then as soon as it relaxed he inserted his finger's breadth, popping it in, then out, slowly repeatedly. Anita flexed with each insertion and gasped,"oh, oh, oh"with pleasure.

Bob then pushed a indorsement finger in, rotating the two whilst driving them in and out. He bent over and kissed her cheeks, to which she responded with"Mmmmmm ”. Whilst close to her pleasure ring, Bob felt drawn in he wanted to intersect another taboo threshold before the day was out, he extended his tongue and licked her genius sinew rim teasing it around his impregnated fingers, Anita squirmed in pleasance and exhaled an"oooooh that's lovely ”.

Then with his own putz throbbing he wanted to hold her more, to satisfy her before he was, to get a line her moan with pleasure, he withdrew his finger's breadth and commanded"stand up Anita ”. She raised herself up, kissing him and stood up just away from him, looking down, with Bob level with her sausage at half-mast and throbbing.

Bob thought, it's now or never. Tomorrow it could all be different and he may regret never having experienced this with this beautiful, sexy, exotic woman. The chance was there for him, like it or loath it he wanted to. Ignoring his straight person male programming, he wanted to cross this major door of taboo.

He grabbed her by her boldness and pulled her forwards ; he opened his sassing and with his lips gathered her lovesome throbbing sausage balloon into his mouth, wrapped his lips around it and sucked until it filled his mouth, his back talk touching her hairless torso and ball pouch at the base.

Anita responded with a huge"wooowww ... just like that, oh daddy, suck me"

Initially he was unsure, worried he would taste piss, but she tasted of sea salt and a slight deodourant but nothing bad. He sucked her growing lance between the roof of his back talk and his tongue, sucking on it between the two, it was getting bigger. This substantial heterosexual taboo strain was well and truly crossed, Bob found it turning him on, ` how could he be finding this so rouse'he thought shockingly. He was enjoying this tabu fruit.

Anita's hired hand were on his question, stroking his tomentum as Bob pulled back, so her petty spade was just inside his rim and licked around it. Her manpower then pulled him inwards, driving her now stiffened rod into him. He sucked and her cock hit his crazy gun trigger tonsils and he gagged, coughing spittle and strangely enjoyed it.

He pulled his mind back until once again only the swaged lip on the caput of her pecker was in his rima oris, he teasingly licked and sucked at her tip, then her hands pulled him back onto her again, her dick drove to the rear of his back talk, now ready for it he could ascertain the gag reflex.

Anita's pecker was now concentrated, thankfully not too long, but adult than his mouth the way it was hitting the spinal column of his throat. He didn't thinker ; he was enjoying hearing her moan and pant in pleasance. His spittle lubricating her shaft, so he bobbed his own pass along her now hard shaft.

Bob gripped her brass, remembering she had plentiful lube, he pulled her boldness apart and worked a digit around, teased the rim of her little lovemaking cave and then engaged and entered in fourth dimension with a thrust of his read/write head to plunge her little shaft into him.

Anita squealed in delectation"that is sooooo fucking in force Bob, suck my tool daddy, suck me"as her hands encouraged him to fall off her tool trench into his oral cavity, whilst suction and squeezing it with his knife, his finger probing into her rear, the tempo of the pumping wheel was getting faster.

Bob was now vigorous head word bobbing, so he added a irregular finger to Anita's anus and that was it,"Wwwooooooowww Yeeeessss"Anita squealed as a taste of salty juice indicated what must be pre-cum in his lip as her cock withdrew over his tongue and as he trapped her swaged coon end inside his lips a hot nip of cum gaiter out into the back of his throat and she thrust him deep onto her cock as another spirt came out.

Anita squealed in enrapture"OOOooooo BBBobbbbb ”, Bob gagged with his oral cavity good of cock and cum down his throat, he swallowed some salty fluid and pulled half way back still sucking, to get some atmospheric pressure off his tonsils, licking her now slippery hose and afford her yearn slow solidus, feeling her relax and deflate.

Anita's hands pulled him up upwards by the hairsbreadth. He released his fingers from her anus and let her half limp hosepipe flop out of his backtalk as he stood. As soon as they were horizontal surface, she plunged her tongue into his oral fissure and kissed him passionately and hugged him hard.

"Oy Myyy GGggooodddd Bob, you give gravid mind that was just about the best blow job ever"Anita finally confirmed"I wish I could hold lasted yearner but your fingers just POW set me off. You are the best daddy any daughter could ever have"as she returned to kissing him, enjoying tasting her own cum in his mouth.

Bob was relieved she didn't go any longer, but was at first shocked and disgusted at the taboo he had broken, felt he should be ashamed but then surprised and elated that he had sucked her cock, the one attached to this beautiful, funny mortal and he had amply satisfied a highly sexually experienced erotic body.

Not just that but he had enjoyed it, he had been turned on by it ; he wanted it ; he wasn't indisputable whether it was her climactic orgasm or how Brobdingnagian a deal it was to love this forbidden fruit, or a mix of both. He was beyond caring ; he was euphoric.

Now his own dick was bursting at the crinkle and begging for satisfaction and his balls for release. Anita ‘ s hands fought to discase him of his T-shirt and boxershorts, almost tearing his Boxer off. Once his dick was exposed, she dropped and plunged her mouth onto it, giving it several quick poking before releasing it.

She stood up and once again grabbed him and led him to the chamber with his pecker, he had to do a fast dancing to discharge his groundwork from his shorts without falling over,"It's time for daughter to provide daddy his pleasure, now she is slaked"Anita promised.

In the bedroom she immediately slipped on a condom on him, climbed onto the bed, on her knees and hands on the bed, presenting her rhythm nerve to him"seminal fluid inside me again ”.

Bob almost jumped on the bed, on his knees and brought his engorged penis up to her entry and drove in. She was as tight and warm as he remembered, Anita squealed in delight and a niggling pain.

Bob started pounding her arse laborious, his helping hand on her hips, bouncing off her rear with a smack and pant from her, she was gripping him with her muscles, making her a tighter fit as he pulled back to withdraw, relaxing to ease his dip forward.

Bob's genu slipped, dropping all his weight unit on her, which caused her to strike savorless on the bed"Don't stop daddy, bide inside ”.

Anita was flatcar on the bed now, Bob led on top. She widened her peg to allay affair, but Bob was loving feeling her arse cheeks pressing on the top side of his thigh. Resting on her back, he put his weight on his cubitus, slid his hands under her to find her breast to stroke and tweaked her nipples.

Raising his knee joint off the bed, balancing on his toes, he restarted pumping into her arse, she felt so good. This was completely different to his wife's slit ; Anita was again tensing and relaxing her muscleman in time with his thrusts.

Her capitulum turned sideways, so he could kiss her cheek and nestle her haircloth and neck ; she was gasping with his thrusts and giving loose squeals of delight as he twisted her nipples.

Bob was in sensual overload, pumping faster, hearing a cacophony of Anita's voice and skin on skin slaps whilst feeling her soft flesh exterior and her pulsating musculus inside, he felt his ball twitch with his own sexual climax rising, then his shaft heftiness twitch and he exploded into the condom again, holding the thrusting and wiggling his waist into her bottom, staying to evacuate his lump, holding there for a curtly pause then relaxed.

He withdrew and rolled onto his back, alongside Anita, who slid sideways onto him, kissing him"you are such a stallion dada ; I am one lucky dough skirt ”.

She again removed his rubber and squeezed his cum into her backtalk, then returned to Bob to buss. They wrapped around each other, cuddling, kissing and stroking. It was strangely exciting for Bob to feel her footling tender limp hose against him.

He got up to make a cup of tea, returned to find out Anita curled up under the duvet, with it still early evening, they still had a lot of time before Bob would hold to make his apologies and leave, he felt a sting of disappointment at the loss of this titillating holiday romance full of preclude yield and broken taboos.

So as they sat in bed, sipping tea, Bob explained that his wife would be more than likely better tomorrow and so whilst they could still surfboard and do other affair together, under the guise of his original story, as just accidental friends, he couldn't risk 30 old age of marriage.

Anita responded"I know, it was the most rattling thing, I have never felt so stopping point to anyone or felt so rewarded in return by a gentle, kind, funny man, I know this has taken a great leap of faith from yourself, being an old consecutive fart"Anita giggled.

"Don't worry, you won't be the first get married man to leave me to run back to his wife, but you are the kickoff to have a holiday Romance with me, the first I really care for and the first of all that I want to see again. I can't ask you to give that up, nor peril you losing it, if we meet I will be careful with anything I say, I would like to persist in touch as this has been such a revelation for me, delight can we remain friends ?"Anita asked.

"I would like that, as far as Sue is concerned we met as surf buddies by accident, if you meet her tomorrow I know she will wish you, she always wanted a daughter after our son, but unfortunately Logos run in both our families, so we stuck to one. Lets swap phone numbers then if I can't meet you for 9 in the morning for another breakers example I can let you acknowledge - plus you can share your latest photos with me, please ?"

Tea cups set aside, they swapped numbers, curled up, kissed and cuddled and dozed.

Bob came polish up dozily, feeling Anita's manus stroking his swelling sausage, as it responded to his waking from sleep."Sorry I didn't mean value to wake you Bob, it is just so nice to lie with someone so caring and patrician. If this is what a genuine human relationship is like, then I definitely want one now, my group sex cum pail days are over."Anita stated as she gently worked her gentle helping hand on his now enlarging shaft.

Anita leaned over to kiss him, continuing to jerk off his pounding and growing shaft stiff. Once stiff Anita dropped her chief and began sucking his fleur-de-lis pole that pointing to the ceiling. She pulled up then he felt a little tickle on the end of his ray of light and her back talk wrap down again–she had loaded him with another condom !

"Top daughter, you cheeky rapscallion,"chuckled Bob.

She led on top, legs straddling him and kissed him and with a disgustful grinning said"fountainhead, I couldn't miss one More opportunity for daddy to sleep with me ”. Pecked a kiss on his brim and sat up, he could feel her damp from former on his torso.

She raised herself up, shifted backwards, squatting just over his ranging pole. He felt her fingers guide her onto the tip and hung there for a suddenly spell, as she got into a comfortable situation. She then slowly slide down his shaft,"Mmmmmm ”. Once again her stiff making love cave slid on Bob's shaft until her seat bottomed out on him"How does that palpate ?"

"Oh, bloody marvelous you gorgeous daughter you"Bob said looking up at her, her tomentum flowing down her articulatio humeri over her breast and there resting on his humble belly was her limp small blimp again. Bob was feeling to a greater extent at relaxation seeing it, being aroused, excited and attracted by it and her shrunk little ball sack and the visual modality sat on him. Bob thanked god it wasn't 8 inches with a shopping bag dangling with two Brobdingnagian Orange River in it.

Anita rocked back and forth, Bob could palpate him sliding inside her and she beamed with pleasure at the gentle rocking.

Bob couldn't resist, his one hand quietly stroked and fondled her breasts and his early twiddled her limp sausage, teasing it back into aliveness, still slimy from her early orgasm, he enjoyed feeling the blood pumping back into it as she rocked on his own shaft.

As her shaft filled, he changed his handling of it, he was now lightly stroking it, pulling the skin forwards and backwards until it was stiff, so he wrapped his script on it tightly, pushing and pulling in time with her grinding their hips. Anita let out a whisper"mmmmMMMmm"with her psyche tilted back, her hair falling off her shoulder to round behind her, her eyelids half-closed as she focused on the pleasure of their strong-arm contact.

Bob felt her dearest tunnel muscles tighten, and she rose up, then down slowly on his flagpole. This was lovely as he matched her calendar method on her own now rigid shaft, hoping to see her break open again.

She was now quietly gasping with each inscrutable introduction into her"oh, oh, oh, oh"rising herself higher but making sure Bob's tip always remained inside her. She reached her blazon behind her, rested her mitt on Bob's human knee so she could support her weight unit as she increased her pacing. Her hair waved freely behind her."Umph, umph, umph, umph"she grunted as her cheeks slapped onto Bob's dull crotch.

Bob dropped her light beam out of his hands to fondle both of her flattened breasts and it landed on his modest belly with a slap repeatedly in unison with each landing. This excited him, having a dick slapping on him, whilst he fucked her up the bunghole. Breaking all those straight taboo again but it he no longer cared, he had now scrapped his male heterosexual programming looking up at this wonderful woman and was now excited with renewed energy and adrenalin pumping through him.

As Anita dropped herself once more, Bob raised his pelvic girdle up, the two met in the eye, Bob grunted and Anita squealed, Bob felt her burrow muscles grip him, then relax as they separated, then tighten as they pounded together again with the double slap.

The two of them repeatedly pounded their hips together, Bob was grabbing her pelvic arch, wanting to see her breasts leap in unison with her shaft bounce and smacking on his stomach whilst feeling her wet CVA as they met, then rise separate and repeat and repetition and repeat. He felt that tingle in his unbending signal flag Pole with his climax climaxing, he wanted to pleasure this marvelous woman but couldn't hold back, at their next meshing he held onto her, releasing into her, grinding her"AAaarrrrgggghhhhh oh Anita"he exclaimed.

But she hadn't cum, he hadn't satisfied her ; he was frustrated with himself, disappointed, gutted ; he wanted to see her cum ; he needed her to cum to prove his manhood, that he could satisfy her. In desperation he withdrew his unwind member, lifted her up whilst he slid down the bed, for her to sit heights onto his chest and with one manus masturbated her into his back talk. Holding her shortsighted staff, wanking her fast and strong, whilst licking and sucking on her tip.

Anita exclaimed, her voice rising with each password"Bob, Oh Bob, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming ”. Bob released his bag, grabbed her shank and pulled her higher up his pectus, with his sassing unfold so her stiff dig entered inside and he closed his lips tightly and sucked hard.

Anita fell forwards over his head holding onto the headboard of the bed but thrust her hips into his face, pulling up, just enough to keep her inside his mouth, then driving back down, fucking his face. Anita grabbed and screamed into a pillow"Aaaaaaaaaa"and Bob felt the pulsation of her rod then a squirt of salty cum in his oral fissure, he gripped her rear and held her tight onto his cheek, sucking hard as a second blob of cum entered his rima oris. He sucked her to her last fall and then as her shaft deflated, he released her.

Anita rolled off of Bob, who climbed up the bed, to lie alongside her and they kissed passionately"fucking hell Bob, for one old flatus you can get down and dirty, you are the dependable ”, she kissed him with a tight hug then dropped down and removed his condom, once again drinking his cum out of it.

She snuggled up one-half on him, lying on his bequeath side, headspring on his shoulder joint, kissing him. Bob wrapped his go forth arm around her, stroking her cover, tactual sensation shocked. Has he really just been face fucked by a woman with a peter and not only enjoyed it but he instigated it ! Slowly he drifted off to catch some Z's, listening to her breathing.

Bob's alarm rang at 10pm and they had one net long lingering buss and he got dressed, gathered his train and headed out, back to Sue, his married woman, signaling the end of their holiday romance ...

To Be Continued *******