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In the morn Bob convinced his married woman he was getting out early to receive up with the"lads ”, for a surf lesson ( a object lesson that oddly none would clear except for this one lovely young lady ... ). Thankfully, as normal for the second day of a hemicrania, she was still suffering, and she planned to stay in bed with pall drawn.

Bob made his way across town, all night he thought of Anita and struggled with his privileged sexual identity. If someone had told him two mean solar day ago what he did lastly Nox, as an prototypic hearty 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 impregnable paternal protective instinct 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 postponement he heard a squeal of delight from the inside. The door opened with Anita's pass peering around it with a beaming grinning, hiding her soundbox behind the half-open door.

"Bob, I worried that you would not come up 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, issue forth in ”. Bob squeezed passed the door into the manse. He turned to see her close the door, naked in the hallway, she turned and there she was in all her glory, boobs pert and dick suspension.

She was used to pass, barely even one-night tie-up, being bent over and rammed from behind in car Rosa Parks, parks, pub John Wilkes Booth, often unknown bodies passing fleetingly. Whether just a chance meeting, as part of gang bangs, ally of friends brought over, never bothering to learn their name calling, rarely even getting to cognize them. She didn't have any long-run supporter so she was used to living in the moment, without any regrets, enjoying what was in front of her at that picky metre and savvy it with both blazon. To live for those pass off here and now of thinking someone cared, pretending to love and protect her but gone in the wink of an eye.

Anita was ecstatic to see Bob back this forenoon, Bob was different and here he was, she had spent the night missing his warmth, his grin and easy inclination, she really felt he cared. Unlike yesterday, today she can give birth him all day, his quick kind face, like the paternal father she never had, like her big chum and a lover.

She ran the few stairs to Bob, jumped up and wrapped herself around him with her blazon and legs, kissing him on the oral fissure and cheeks.

"It's so good to see you, I thought it was too beneficial to be true up and you wouldn't seed"she whispered in his ear and then she nibbled it. Although not gravid at all with her thin chassis, she dropped back down onto her feet then held Bob's hand to guide on him to the bathroom"I was about to take a shower bath, but now you can join me, throw your stuff in the hallway ”.

He dropped his day pouch with appurtenance in the hall as she stripped his T-shirt off over his headland and promptly undid his bang. Soon he was also naked and his shorts, T-shirt and swim trunk were on the hallway trading floor. Both his excitement and his fellow member were growing as he watched her naked consistence's every relocation. Her belittled limp cock wiggling almost hypnotized Bob, finding it unknown to be turned on by watching what should be taboo for a heterosexual man.

Bob walked into the bathroom and ran the shower, standing clear of the initial cold water, waiting for it to warm. Anita jogged into view with breast and sausage swaying, holding a condom in one hand and lubricant in the former"we'll need these"as she put the lube onto the shower's scoop shelf and kept the prophylactic bundle in her one hand.

She stepped up to embrace him with a huge kiss. It excited Bob to feel her naked breasts and soundbox against his, even her tender loose short sausage, brushing against his body, teasing the base of his erect shaft and dangling balls. He grabbed her tight buttocks, pulling her tightly in close.

Anita's one handwriting gripped Bob's shaft and tightly stroked it"I need you good and intemperately 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 condom swiftly and Anita's mouth applied it. She stood, turned to test the piss with her deal and adjusted it slightly.

She then leaned against the shower head paries thrusting her keister backwards ; legs spread wide-eyed apart inviting Bob to enter her. Bob ran his mediate finger down her spine until he reached her twinkling star rimmed entranceway, she shuddered ; he applied the gel lube and slid his finger in, sliding it in comfortable than finale nighttime

"Mmmmm oh that is dainty, you've discover quickly"whisper Anita.

He added a second, just lightly rotating. She was soft and lovesome ; seeing the water running down her hair and back, trickling either face of her hips, bum crevice and her long wooden leg, was sensuous. He needed to be inside her once more and his peter was throbbing.

He slowly pulled his fingers out, Anita wiggled her posterior, enticing him, he applied some more lubricating substance to his condom wrapped pie-eyed flagstone pole and engaged his tip to her little love cave and when he saw her star relax, he gently pushed with his rose hip and his tool 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 gumshoe was not monumental, but inside her she was tight around him. She waggled her shoulder joint and bum slightly, which transferred to Bob.

Bob found by lowering slightly and driving upwards he got a slightly smoother campaign into her and her reception seemed to be approval. He in this position could up the tempo, with Anita gasping"Oh, oh, oh, oh"in time with each parkway, he was now starting to bounce off her, with each of his drives forward being matched by her driving her ass back.

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

Anita slapped her hands on the wall"Yes, have it away your little child doll daddy, she's been bad"

"No, she's been good, daddy motive to reward her"Bob responded as he tightened his grip and tug on her now severely cock."Is that rewarding ?"

"Yes, yes, yes daddy, I must be suuuuuuch a good girlfriend, oh, oh, oh"said Anita, her phonation revealing she was nearing climax.

Then he felt her stopcock beat and she let out a huge gasping"arghhhhh"as she came, he milked the tip of her jibe, squeezing the succus out of her, Bob being turned on by feeling her warm cum on his helping hand proving he had satisfied her.

construction his own climax 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 release his own supercharge climax. Bob just tug forward onto her boldness and released his erupting load, holding his shaft 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 manus, her case beaming. She slipped his condom off and again, running her fingers along from tip to open-end, poured what cum he had into her mouthpiece, holding it on her tongue, Bob grabbed her and they kissed, open-mouthed so Bob could savour both his & her cum.

Bob pushed her against the slope rampart, his gimp dick against hers, her breasts on his chest, both kissing and holding each other, her mitt grabbing his fundament pulling him into her.

Bob pulled back and got some shower gel and applied some to Anita's hair, shoulder joint, hip and a new spirt on her cock and testicle. Being out of the shower stream, she soaped up quickly, laughing.

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

Bob couldn't believe how sensuous this was as they rinsed off, snap up towels as they switched off the rain 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 defenseless, bosom and dick swaying as she ruffled her finger's breadth through her hair to dry it. She spellbound Bob with her stunner. She then wound her hair up into a bun and fixed it there.

Bob put his swim trunks back on, shorts, sandals and jersey as Anita popped in the sleeping room and returned in a fragile purple one-piece swimwear, no camel toe, but no pecker apparent either, she waggled her hips smiling for approval.

As soon as he had nodded and returned her smile, she slipped on a pull up short pleated orange tree bird and check ovalbumin plunging invest type T-shirt, showing her cleavage. Bob was again mesmerized ; she looked gorgeous with her hair up.

"I think we need breakfast little one"said Bob gathering up his day sack and sunglasses. Looking into the sleeping room, Anita was gathering up a towel, sunglasses, hat & sun cream, then waved her purse, and they walked to the door.

Just before opening the threshold, Anita turned bob around to Daniel Chester French kiss him lovingly"last kiss, as it won't look good in populace for dad and daughter to be kissing like that ”.

They found a overnice café and ordered a unclouded breakfast. Chatting lightly in the sun then walked down the beach to find the surf school.

Bob couldn't believe the flavour Anita was getting from people as they passed. With his center hidden behind his sunglass he could see she was being appreciated by men and by the odd woman.

At the surf school they were given lockers to use, sized up for boards & wet suit of clothes, met an instructor and signed some class. Initially they had some education on the sand on the beach, then just in the shallows, gradually getting deeper and expectant wave.

Outwardly they were just father and daughter enjoying spirit, laughing, chatting, but Bob was enjoying every minute of being with this beautiful charwoman that he was having sex with, whilst continuing his agnate attention for her. This was his summer romance with kinky Bell and whistles on, but tomorrow his wife would be break and it will all give birth to change.

Throughout the day Bob could see how timid and unconfident Anita was, even for mildly simple escapade as jumping waves, then diving through bigger ones, even though she could swim well, he realised what she had previously meant, although with encouragement she got braver as the day wore on.

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

They had stopped for a few breaks with the instructor, for haul ups and revisions, who was very affected role, giving them both trace and tips, explaining how tides affect the surf and what to wait for to charm the best waves.

They were soon in deeper water, sat on boards, waiting for wave. The instructor had moved onto former form but was monitoring them, as they had paid for a wide-cut day's rental 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 tread watering side by side to their card, Anita plunge under piss 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 rent gearing, showered in the open beach spigot's, Bob hoped they had changing way 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 feeding and drunkenness, Bob was so pleased that Anita felt so decompress with him and that she was getting admiring looks from male and female passersby. She was still on a high, talking through and repeating each little adventure, every fry mishap, teasing Bob over his own mishaps. Bob loved listening and chirping in, laughing. She was glorious fellowship, if only he could feature met her 30 years ago.

By late afternoon, after a prissy Warren E. Burger, beer and ice ointment to end up, Anita leaned over and whispered,"If daddy is ready, how would he like to bring back to the prostrate to service his girl ?"Bob was both floor and excited. They paid the pecker and walked back.

Upon entering the holiday flat, Bob dropped his day-sack and Anita scampered to the bedchamber"pop the kettle on Bob"she shouted. So Bob returned to the waiting area and kitchenette to satisfy the kettle, wondering how she would seem tonight.

He poured the tea and sat on the sofa, just as Anita appeared naked carrying the bottle of lube, he watched her manner of walking across to him, bosom and dick swaying"Daddy, I've been bad and I need to be spanked"she smiled..

"No Anita, we've had a rattling day, and you have been wonderful, in fact you have been so brave today, it's been groovy fun, dada is majestic of his sugar baby doll and wants to repay her"he said"but she needs to tell him how she wants her reward ”.

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

Bob, was now not nearly as surprised by her postulation as he would have been a few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. ago, so with the flatbed of his manpower he slapped her one buttock, which wobbled in reaction, then again on the other"a minuscule harder, I want nice rosy boldness daddy ”.

So he obliged, slightly harder, trying not to bruise, 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 cock was rising with his blood.

Anita was now gasping at each strike, and her cheeks were reddening. Being right-handed, Bob kept the smack up with his right mitt whilst his left dropped and felt for her one breast, found her pap was steady and erect, so he tweaked it hard between his thumb and index finger, hearing Anita gasp.

He felt a light touch on his leg, realising that Anita was growing too, he squeezed his hand between her thighs and held onto her cock, stroking her chunk with his quarter round he gave a couple of tower on her growing member. As he felt her stiffen, he released to regress to spanking her again, to return to teasing her shaft, alternating between the two.

He synchronized each smacking with each tweak or a tease of her teat and she responded with a gasp but no requests to stop, even with her cheeks now glowing brightly.

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

Then he dribbled lube directly onto her principal ringed cave and watch it twitch and Anita flinch with the touch of the cold gel. Bob stroked her star with his fingerbreadth, teasing around it then as soon as it relaxed he inserted his finger, popping it in, then out, slowly repeatedly. Anita flexed with each insertion and gasped,"oh, oh, oh"with pleasance.

Bob then pushed a second 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 pleasance ring, Bob felt drawn in he wanted to cross another taboo threshold before the day was out, he extended his tongue and licked her wizard muscle rim teasing it around his impregnated fingers, Anita squirmed in pleasure and exhaled an"oooooh that's lovely ”.

Then with his own dick throbbing he wanted to collapse her Sir Thomas More, to live up to her before he was, to see her moan with pleasure, he withdrew his digit and commanded"stand up Anita ”. She raised herself up, kissing him and stood up just away from him, looking down, with Bob storey with her sausage at half-staff and throbbing.

Bob thought, it's now or never. Tomorrow it could all be dissimilar 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 Male programming, he wanted to cut through this John Roy Major threshold of taboo.

He grabbed her by her cheek and pulled her forwards ; he opened his lip and with his back talk gathered her strong throbbing sausage into his mouthpiece, wrapped his lips around it and sucked until it filled his mouth, his lips touching her hairless torso and ball sack at the base.

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

Initially he was unsure, worried he would savour pee, but she tasted of sea salt and a lilliputian deodorant but nada bad. He sucked her growing shaft between the cap of his mouth and his tongue, sucking on it between the two, it was getting bigger. This potent heterosexual person taboo line was well and truly frustrate, Bob found it turning him on, ` how could he be finding this so exciting'he thought shockingly. He was enjoying this forbidden fruit.

Anita's hands were on his capitulum, stroking his hair as Bob pulled back, so her fiddling spade was just inside his lips and licked around it. Her hands then pulled him inwards, driving her now stiffened rod into him. He sucked and her cock hit his queasy gun trigger tonsil and he gagged, coughing spittle and strangely enjoyed it.

He pulled his header back until once again only the swaged lip on the brain of her cock was in his mouth, he teasingly licked and sucked at her tip, then her hands pulled him back onto her again, her turncock drove to the vertebral column of his mouth, now prepare for it he could control the gag reflex.

Anita's cock was now hard, thankfully not too long, but self-aggrandising than his mouth the way it was hitting the back of his pharynx. He didn't mind ; he was enjoying hearing her moan and gasp in joy. His spittle lubricating her diaphysis, so he bobbed his own head along her now arduous shaft.

Bob gripped her boldness, remembering she had ample lube, he pulled her face apart and worked a finger around, teased the rim of her short dear cave and then engaged and entered in prison term with a thrust of his heading to plunge her piddling jibe into him.

Anita squealed in joy"that is sooooo fucking good Bob, suck my stopcock daddy, breastfeed me"as her hands encouraged him to sink her dick deep into his mouthpiece, whilst sucking and squeezing it with his tongue, his finger probing into her rear, the tempo of the pumping cycle was getting faster.

Bob was now vigorous head bobbing, so he added a second finger's breadth to Anita's anus and that was it,"Wwwooooooowww Yeeeessss"Anita squealed as a tasting of salty juice indicated what must be pre-cum in his mouthpiece as her cock withdrew over his tongue and as he trapped her swaged coon end inside his rim a hot jibe of cum spat out into the cover of his throat and she thrust him deep onto her cock as another spurt came out.

Anita squealed in delight"OOOooooo BBBobbbbb ”, Bob gagged with his mouth full of hammer and cum down his pharynx, he swallowed some salty fluid and pulled half way back still sucking, to get some pressure off his tonsils, licking her now slippery hose and give her farseeing slow strokes, feeling her relax and deflate.

Anita's script pulled him up upwards by the pilus. He released his fingers from her anus and let her half limp hose flop out of his lips as he stood. As soon as they were stratum, she plunged her tongue into his rima oris and kissed him passionately and hugged him hard.

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

Bob was relieved she didn't last any longer, but was at low 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 story person and he had amply satisfied a highly sexually experienced erotic dead body.

Not just that but he had enjoyed it, he had been turned on by it ; he wanted it ; he wasn't sure whether it was her climactic orgasm or how huge a plenty it was to enjoy this forbidden fruit, or a mix of both. He was beyond lovingness ; he was euphoric.

Now his own dick was bursting at the line and begging for gratification and his balls for freeing. Anita ‘ s manpower fought to strip him of his jersey and shorts, almost tearing his boxers off. Once his hawkshaw was exposed, she dropped and plunged her backtalk onto it, giving it several quick poke before releasing it.

She stood up and once again grabbed him and led him to the bedroom with his dick, he had to do a nimble dance to release his feet from his shorts without falling over,"It's time for daughter to allow daddy his pleasure, now she is satisfied"Anita promised.

In the sleeping accommodation she immediately slipped on a safe on him, climbed onto the bed, on her knees and handwriting on the bed, presenting her unit of ammunition impudence to him"Come inside me again ”.

Bob almost jumped on the bed, on his knees and brought his engorged member up to her entry and drove in. She was as tight and fond as he remembered, Anita squealed in delectation and a little pain.

Bob started pounding her arse severely, his hands on her hip, bouncing off her hindquarters with a smack and gasp from her, she was gripping him with her brawn, making her a tighter fit as he pulled back to call back, relaxing to comfort his plunge forward.

Bob's knee slipped, dropping all his weight on her, which caused her to descend flat on the bed"Don't occlusive daddy, stick inside ”.

Anita was flavourless on the bed now, Bob led on top. She widened her legs to facilitate things, but Bob was loving feeling her arse cheeks pressing on the superlative of his thigh. Resting on her back, he put his weight on his elbows, slid his script under her to discover her knocker to stroke and tweaked her nipples.

Raising his human knee off the bed, balancing on his toes, he restarted pumping into her arse, she felt so good. This was completely dissimilar to his wife's pussy ; Anita was again tense up and relaxing her heftiness in time with his thrusts.

Her head turned sideways, so he could kiss her cheek and snuggle her haircloth and cervix ; she was gasping with his thrusts and giving light squeals of delectation as he twisted her nipples.

Bob was in sensual overload, pumping faster, hearing a blaring of Anita's voice and cutis on skin slaps whilst feeling her diffused anatomy exterior and her pulsating muscles inside, he felt his nut twitch with his own orgasm ascent, then his shaft muscle twitch and he exploded into the safe again, holding the thrust and wiggling his waist into her derriere, staying to empty his nut, holding there for a forgetful interruption then relaxed.

He withdrew and rolled onto his dorsum, alongside Anita, who slid sideways onto him, kissing him"you are such a stallion daddy ; I am one lucky simoleons doll ”.

She again removed his condom and squeezed his cum into her sass, then returned to Bob to kiss. They wrapped around each early, cuddling, kissing and stroking. It was strangely exciting for Bob to feel her fiddling fond hobble hose against him.

He got up to make a cup of tea, returned to rule Anita curled up under the duvet, with it still early evening, they still had a lot of time before Bob would have to make his apologies and impart, he felt a pang of dashing hopes at the deprivation of this erotic holiday love story full of forbidden yield and broken taboos.

So as they sat in bed, sipping tea, Bob explained that his wife would be more than likely salutary tomorrow and so whilst they could still surf and do former matter together, under the pretense of his pilot report, as just accidental friends, he couldn't risk 30 years of marriage.

Anita responded"I know, it was the most terrific affair, I have never felt so closemouthed to anyone or felt so rewarded in return by a gentle, kind, funny man, I know this has taken a great saltation of faith from yourself, being an old straight fart"Anita giggled.

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

"I would wish that, as far as Sue is concerned we met as surf buddies by accident, if you meet her tomorrow I know she will care you, she always wanted a daughter after our son, but unfortunately Son 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 surf example I can let you know - plus you can share your latest photos with me, please ?"

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

Bob came round dozily, feeling Anita's hand stroking his swelling sausage, as it responded to his waking from sleep."Sorry I didn't mean to wake you Bob, it is just so nice to lie with someone so caring and gentle. If this is what a true relationship is like, then I definitely want one now, my chemical group sex cum bucketful sidereal day are over."Anita stated as she gently worked her easy hired hand on his now enlarging shaft.

Anita leaned over to osculate him, continuing to masturbate his throbbing and growing irradiation corpse. Once unfaltering Anita dropped her head and began sucking his pin pole that pointing to the ceiling. She pulled up then he felt a little tickle on the end of his shaft and her mouth wrap down again–she had loaded him with another rubber !

"Top girlfriend, you cheeky monkey,"chuckled Bob.

She led on top, legs straddling him and kissed him and with a wicked smile said"Well, I couldn't miss one more opportunity for daddy to fuck me ”. Pecked a kiss on his backtalk and sat up, he could feel her dampness from early on his torso.

She raised herself up, stir backwards, squatting just over his flagpole. He felt her finger guide her onto the tip and hung there for a scant while, as she got into a comfortable position. She then slowly slid down his diaphysis,"Mmmmmm ”. Once again her tight love cave slid on Bob's ray of light until her stern bottomed out on him"How does that palpate ?"

"Oh, bloody marvelous you gorgeous girl you"Bob said looking up at her, her hair flowing down her shoulders over her bosom and there resting on his lower belly was her hitch little blimp again. Bob was feeling more at ease seeing it, being aroused, excited and attracted by it and her shrunk little formal pouch and the visual modality sat on him. Bob thanked god it wasn't 8 inch with a shopping bag dangling with two huge orangeness 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 other twiddled her limp sausage balloon, teasing it back into sprightliness, still slimy from her to begin with orgasm, he enjoyed feeling the blood pumping back into it as she rocked on his own shaft.

As her peter filled, he changed his handling of it, he was now lightly stroking it, pulling the skin forwards and backwards until it was cadaver, so he wrapped his hand on it tightly, pushing and pulling in time with her grinding their coxa. Anita let out a whispered"mmmmMMMmm"with her nous tilted back, her pilus falling off her berm to flesh out behind her, her eyelids half-closed as she focused on the pleasure of their physical contact.

Bob felt her love tunnel musculus tighten, and she rose up, then down slowly on his flagpole. This was lovely as he matched her calendar method of birth control on her own now rigid shaft, hoping to see her break out again.

She was now quietly gasping with each cryptic introduction into her"oh, oh, oh, oh"rising herself higher but making sure Bob's tip always remained inside her. She reached her arms behind her, rested her manpower on Bob's knees so she could subscribe her weight as she increased her tempo. Her hairsbreadth waved freely behind her."Umph, umph, umph, umph"she grunted as her boldness slapped onto Bob's damp crotch.

Bob dropped her pecker out of his hands to fondle both of her flatten breast and it landed on his crushed belly with a smack repeatedly in unison with each landing. This excited him, having a cock slapping on him, whilst he fucked her up the arse. Breaking all those heterosexual tabu again but it he no longer cared, he had now scrapped his male person heterosexual programming looking up at this grand cleaning lady and was now excited with renewed vigour and adrenalin pumping through him.

As Anita dropped herself once more, Bob raised his pelvic arch 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 pelvis together, Bob was grabbing her hips, wanting to see her boob bounce in unison with her shaft bounce and smacking on his venter whilst feeling her soaked stroke as they met, then stand up separate and repetition and repetition and repeat. He felt that tingle in his rigid masthead terminal with his orgasm climaxing, he wanted to pleasure this wonderful woman but couldn't storage area back, at their next engagement 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 humanity, that he could satisfy her. In desperation he withdrew his relaxing member, lifted her up whilst he slid down the bed, for her to sit high onto his chest and with one hand masturbated her into his mouthpiece. Holding her short-change faculty, wanking her fasting and backbreaking, whilst licking and sucking on her tip.

Anita exclaimed, her representative rising with each news"Bob, Oh Bob, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming ”. Bob released his suitcase, grabbed her shank and pulled her higher up his bureau, with his oral fissure assailable so her cadaver shaft 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 hip joint into his face, pulling up, just enough to keep her inside his mouth, then driving back down, fucking his nerve. Anita grabbed and screamed into a pillow"Aaaaaaaaaa"and Bob felt the pulse of her rod then a spurt of salty cum in his mouth, he gripped her buttocks and held her close onto his face, sucking hard as a second blob of cum entered his rima oris. He sucked her to her final drop 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 hellhole Bob, for one old fart you can get down and dirty, you are the best ”, she kissed him with a besotted hug then dropped down and removed his safe, once again drinking his cum out of it.

She snuggled up half on him, lying on his left slope, head on his shoulder, kissing him. Bob wrapped his left arm around her, stroking her back, feeling shocked. Has he really just been face fucked by a woman with a cock and not only enjoyed it but he instigated it ! Slowly he drifted off to sleep, listening to her breathing.

Bob's alarm rang at 10pm and they had one last long lingering buss and he got dressed, gathered his cogwheel and headed out, back to Sue, his wife, signaling the end of their holiday love story ...

To Be Continued *******