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In the sunrise Bob convinced his married woman he was getting out early to meet up with the"lads ”, for a surf lesson ( a lesson that oddly none would make except for this one lovely untested lady ... ). Thankfully, as rule for the second day of a hemicrania, she was still suffering, and she planned to stay in bed with curtains drawn.

Bob made his way across Town, all night he thought of Anita and struggled with his inner sexual individuality. If someone had told him two days ago what he did go Nox, as an prototypical full-blooded male person, 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 strong 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 wife or cheated on her.

He arrived early at her door at 8:30am to surprise her, plus he just couldn't waiting. He knocked and after a brief delay he heard a squeal of joy from the interior. The doorway opened with Anita's head peering around it with a beaming smile, hiding her body behind the half-open door.

"Bob, I worried that you would not follow 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, add up in ”. Bob squeezed passed the door into the hall. He turned to see her close the room access, naked in the hall, she turned and there she was in all her glory, bosom pert and peter hanging.

She was used to flings, barely even one-night outdoor stage, being bent over and rammed from behind in car parks, parks, pub booths, often unknown organic structure passing fleetingly. Whether just a chance meeting, as part of gang hit, friends of acquaintance brought over, never bothering to learn their names, rarely even getting to know them. She didn't have any long-term friends so she was used to living in the moment, without any sorrow, enjoying what was in straw man of her at that particular time and comprehend it with both branch. To live for those fleeting moments of thinking somebody cared, pretending to love and protect her but gone in the nictitation of an eye.

Anita was ecstatic to see Bob back this morning time, Bob was different and here he was, she had spent the nighttime missing his warmth, his smile and patrician disposal, she really felt he cared. Unlike yesterday, today she can accept him all day, his warm kind typeface, like the paternal sire she never had, like her big brother and a devotee.

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

"It's so good to see you, I thought it was too good to be true up and you wouldn't come"she whispered in his ear and then she nibbled it. Although not heavy at all with her slim build, she dropped back down onto her feet then held Bob's bridge player to channelise him to the bathroom"I was about to take up a shower bath, but now you can join me, throw away your stuff in the hall ”.

He dropped his day sack with gear mechanism in the hall as she stripped his T-shirt off over his principal and promptly undo his belt. Soon he was also au naturel and his shorts, T-shirt and swimming luggage compartment were on the hallway floor. Both his excitement and his fellow member were growing as he watched her naked body's every move. Her small hobble stopcock wiggling almost hypnotized Bob, finding it unusual to be turned on by watching what should be taboo for a heterosexual man.

Bob walked into the lavatory and ran the exhibitor, standing clear of the initial cold water, waiting for it to warm. Anita jogged into eyeshot with pinhead and blimp swaying, holding a condom in one hand and lube in the early"we'll need these"as she put the lube onto the rain shower's scoop shelf and kept the safety packet boat in her one hand.

She stepped up to hug him with a huge kiss. It excited Bob to feel her naked boob and body against his, even her affectionate sluttish little blimp, brushing against his consistence, teasing the base of his erect shaft and dangling clump. He grabbed her blotto nates, pulling her tightly in close.

Anita's one hand gripped Bob's putz and tightly stroked it"I need you thoroughly and surd for this cascade"she smiled wickedly. She then dropped onto one knee, 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 examine the water with her hand and adjusted it slightly.

She then leaned against the exhibitioner head paries thrusting her rear backwards ; legs spread wide apart inviting Bob to enter her. Bob ran his halfway finger down her backbone until he reached her twinkling star rimmed entrance, she shuddered ; he applied the gel lubricant and slid his digit in, sliding it in comfortable than conclusion dark

"Mmmmm oh that is nice, you've teach quickly"whispered Anita.

He added a second, just lightly rotating. She was subdued and quick ; seeing the water running down her fuzz and back, trickling either side of her hips, bum crevice and her foresighted stage, was sensuous. He needed to be inside her once more and his dick was throbbing.

He slowly pulled his digit out, Anita wiggled her rear, enticing him, he applied some more lubricating substance to his prophylactic wrapped pie-eyed sword lily pole and engaged his tip to her little love life cave and when he saw her maven 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 early and separating back, connected only by Bob's flag pole. Bob's putz 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 campaign into her and her response seemed to be approving. He in this position could up the tempo, with Anita gasping"Oh, oh, oh, oh"in fourth dimension with each effort, he was now starting to rebound off her, with each of his drive forward being matched by her driving her ass back.

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

Anita slapped her helping hand on the paries"Yes, love your short infant doll papa, she's been bad"

"No, she's been full, pop needs to reinforce her"Bob responded as he tightened his grip and tug on her now gruelling cock."Is that rewarding ?"

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

Then he felt her turncock pulse and she let out a Brobdingnagian 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 tender cum on his paw proving he had satisfied her.

Building his own orgasm up, he looked down to see himself pounding into this beautiful creatures arse, feeling his lust for the fruit of this tabu and knowing she was done, he just had to secrete his own pressurised orgasm. Bob just beat back forward onto her cheeks and released his erupting encumbrance, 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 hand, her grimace beaming. She slipped his condom off and again, running her fingers along from tip to open-end, poured what cum he had into her lip, holding it on her lingua, Bob grabbed her and they kissed, open-mouthed so Bob could savor both his & her cum.

Bob pushed her against the face wall, his limp hawkshaw against hers, her chest on his chest, both kissing and holding each former, her bridge player grabbing his posterior pulling him into her.

Bob pulled back and got some exhibitioner gel and applied some to Anita's haircloth, shoulders, hips and a new spurt on her cock and balls. 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 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 exhibitor 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 dick swaying as she ruffled her fingerbreadth through her hair to dry it. She spellbound Bob with her beauty. She then wound her hair up into a bun and fixed it there.

Bob put his swimming automobile trunk back on, shortstop, sandals and T-shirt as Anita popped in the sleeping accommodation and returned in a ticklish empurple one-piece swimsuit, no camel toe, but no cock apparent either, she waggled her coxa smiling for approving.

As soon as he had nodded and returned her grinning, she slipped on a pull up short pleated Orange chick and matching clean plunging robe type T-shirt, showing her cleavage. Bob was again empale ; she looked gorgeous with her hair's-breadth up.

"I think we need breakfast little one"said Bob gathering up his day poke and dark glasses. Looking into the chamber, Anita was gathering up a towel, sunglass, hat & sun emollient, then waved her pocketbook, and they walked to the door.

Just before opening the door, Anita turned bob around to French people buss him lovingly"last kiss, as it won't expression good in public for dada and daughter to be kissing like that ”.

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

Bob couldn't believe the looks Anita was getting from people as they passed. With his middle 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 circuit board & wet suits, met an instructor and signed some soma. Initially they had some instruction on the George Sand on the beach, then just in the shoal, gradually getting abstruse and larger wafture.

Outwardly they were just father and daughter enjoying life, laughing, chatting, but Bob was enjoying every min of being with this beautiful woman that he was having sex with, whilst continuing his paternal care for her. This was his summer romance with kinky Bell and tin whistle on, but tomorrow his wife would be in effect and it will all bear to change.

Throughout the day Bob could see how shy and unconfident Anita was, even for mildly dewy-eyed adventures as jumping wave, then diving through bigger 1, 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 founder or big brother she never had. His mien made her confident, even when terrified, his approving looking at and nod and his sarcastic gag that broke the ice when she wasn't sure.

They had stopped for a few jailbreak with the instructor, for taking into custody ups and revise, who was very patient, giving them both hints and pourboire, explaining how tide affect the surf and what to attend for to trip up the practiced waves.

They were soon in deep pee, sat on boards, waiting for waving. The teacher had moved onto former classes but was monitoring them, as they had paid for a full day's letting 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 future to their boards, Anita dove under water 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 engage gear wheel, showered in the subject beach spigot's, Bob hoped they had changing way so they could share but they just had tiny kiosk. 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 drinking, Bob was so pleased that Anita felt so relaxed with him and that she was getting admiring face from Male and female person passersby. She was still on a high, talking through and repeating each footling adventure, every small mischance, teasing Bob over his own mishaps. Bob loved listening and chirping in, laughing. She was glorious company, if only he could have met her 30 eld ago.

By late afternoon, after a nice beefburger, beer and ice cream to land up, Anita leaned over and whispered,"If pa is set up, how would he like to render to the plane to service his girl ?"Bob was both appalled and excited. They paid the government note and walked back.

Upon entering the holiday flat, Bob dropped his day-sack and Anita scampered to the chamber"pop the tympanum on Bob"she shouted. So Bob returned to the lounge and kitchenette to replete the boiler, wondering how she would appear tonight.

He poured the tea and sat on the couch, just as Anita appeared raw carrying the nursing bottle of lube, he watched her pass across to him, white meat and dick swaying"Daddy, I've been bad and I need to be spanked"she smiled..

"No Anita, we've had a wonderful day, and you have been tremendous, in fact you have been so brave today, it's been expectant fun, dad is proud of his scratch infant doll and wants to reinforce her"he said"but she needs to severalize him how she wants her reward ”.

She knelt down, placed the lubricating substance next to Bob and lowered herself across his lap, face down, behind buttock lining upwards"I want to be spanked, so my cheeks glow ”.

Bob, was now not nearly as surprised by her postulation as he would stimulate been a few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. ago, so with the flatcar of his hands he slapped her one cheek, which wobbled in reaction, then again on the other"a little harder, I want courteous rose-colored impertinence daddy ”.

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

Anita was now gasping at each bang, and her cheeks were reddening. Being right-handed, Bob kept the slaps up with his right hand whilst his leftfield dropped and felt for her one breast, found her teat was loaded and erect, so he tweaked it hard between his thumb and index, hearing Anita gasp.

He felt a brush on his leg, realising that Anita was growing too, he squeezed his mitt between her thighs and held onto her cock, stroking her orchis with his thumb he gave a couple of tugs on her growing member. As he felt her stiffen, he released to return to spanking her again, to return to teasing her calamus, alternating between the two.

He synchronized each smack with each pinch or a tease of her nipple and she responded with a gasp but no requests to stop, even with her cheek now glowing brightly.

He couldn't go further, he didn't want to hurt 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 star ringed cave and watch over it flip and Anita flinch with the touch of the cold gel. Bob stroked her champion with his finger's breadth, teasing around it then as soon as it relaxed he inserted his finger, popping it in, then out, slowly repeatedly. Anita flexed with each intromission and gasped,"oh, oh, oh"with pleasure.

Bob then pushed a second digit 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 get across another taboo threshold before the day was out, he extended his tongue and licked her star muscleman rim teasing it around his impregnate fingers, Anita squirmed in pleasure and exhaled an"oooooh that's lovely ”.

Then with his own dick throbbing he wanted to gift her more, to satisfy her before he was, to hear her moan with delight, 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 degree with her blimp 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 womanhood. The opportunity was there for him, like it or loath it he wanted to. Ignoring his heterosexual male programming, he wanted to cross this John Roy Major doorsill of taboo.

He grabbed her by her cheeks and pulled her forwards ; he opened his rima oris and with his lip gathered her strong pounding blimp into his sass, wrapped his backtalk 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 papa, suck me"

Initially he was unsure, worried he would taste relieve oneself, but she tasted of sea common salt and a little deodorant but nothing bad. He sucked her growing shaft between the cap of his rima oris and his knife, sucking on it between the two, it was getting bigger. This strong heterosexual taboo short letter was well and truly crossed, Bob found it turning him on, ` how could he be finding this so exciting'he thought shockingly. He was enjoying this prevent fruit.

Anita's deal were on his head teacher, stroking his hair as Bob pulled back, so her trivial nigra 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 sick induction tonsil and he gagged, coughing spit and strangely enjoyed it.

He pulled his head back until once again only the swaged lip on the head of her pecker was in his back talk, he teasingly licked and sucked at her tip, then her helping hand pulled him back onto her again, her cock drove to the back of his mouthpiece, now ready for it he could control the gag reflex.

Anita's tool was now hard, thankfully not too long, but handsome than his lip the way it was hitting the back of his throat. He didn't mind ; he was enjoying hearing her moan and gasp in pleasure. His spittle lubricating her shaft, so he bobbed his own head along her now heavily shaft.

Bob gripped her nerve, remembering she had ample lube, he pulled her boldness apart and worked a finger's breadth around, teased the rim of her small love cave and then engaged and entered in prison term with a thrust of his forefront to plunge her little shaft into him.

Anita squealed in delight"that is sooooo fucking soundly Bob, suck my stopcock daddy, suck me"as her hands encouraged him to sink her putz deep into his mouth, 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 capitulum bobbing, so he added a second 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 oral cavity as her cock withdrew over his glossa and as he trapped her swaged spade end inside his back talk a hot barb of cum spat out into the back of his pharynx and she thrust him deep onto her cock as another spirt came out.

Anita squealed in enrapture"OOOooooo BBBobbbbb ”, Bob gagged with his mouth broad of tool and cum down his throat, 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 long slow stroke, feeling her relax and deflate.

Anita's hands pulled him up upwards by the hair. He released his finger from her anus and let her half limp hosiery flop out of his lips as he stood. As soon as they were level, she plunged her clapper into his mouth 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 get lasted longer but your finger's breadth just POW set me off. You are the best daddy any daughter could ever have got"as she returned to kissing him, enjoying tasting her own cum in his mouth.

Bob was relieved she didn't stopping point any longer, but was at first shocked and disgusted at the tabu 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 person and he had amply satisfied a highly sexually experient titillating 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 vast a bargain it was to savor this prevent fruit, or a mix of both. He was beyond caring ; he was euphoric.

Now his own dick was bursting at the seams and begging for satisfaction and his egg for release. Anita ‘ s deal fought to strip him of his T-shirt and shorts, almost tearing his Boxer off. Once his dick was exposed, she dropped and plunged her mouth onto it, giving it various straightaway thrusts before releasing it.

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

In the chamber she immediately slipped on a prophylactic on him, climbed onto the bed, on her articulatio genus and hands on the bed, presenting her round cheeks to him"Come inside me again ”.

Bob almost jumped on the bed, on his stifle and brought his engorged member up to her entry and drove in. She was as fuddled and warm as he remembered, Anita squealed in delight and a lilliputian pain.

Bob started pounding her arse hard, his hands on her hip, bouncing off her bottom with a slap and gasp from her, she was gripping him with her muscleman, making her a tighter fit as he pulled back to bow out, relaxing to alleviate his plunge forward.

Bob's knee slipped, dropping all his weight on her, which caused her to go down mat on the bed"Don't break off daddy, continue inside ”.

Anita was mat on the bed now, Bob led on top. She widened her legs to alleviate things, but Bob was loving feeling her butt face pressing on the tops of his thighs. Resting on her back, he put his weight on his elbows, slid his hired man under her to feel her breast to stroke and tweaked her nipples.

Raising his genu 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 kitty-cat ; Anita was again tensing and relaxing her muscles in metre with his thrusts.

Her head turned sideways, so he could kiss her buttock and nuzzle her hair and cervix ; she was gasping with his push and giving light squeals of delectation as he twisted her nipples.

Bob was in sensual overload, pumping faster, hearing a cacophony of Anita's vocalization and skin on skin slap whilst feeling her soft flesh outside and her pulsating muscles inside, he felt his bollock twitch with his own orgasm ascent, then his peter muscle vellication and he exploded into the condom again, holding the drive and wiggling his waist into her bottom, staying to evacuate his balls, holding there for a short interruption then relaxed.

He withdrew and rolled onto his back, alongside Anita, who slid sideways onto him, kissing him"you are such a entire daddy ; I am one prosperous wampum bird ”.

She again removed his rubber and squeezed his cum into her mouth, then returned to Bob to kiss. They wrapped around each early, cuddling, kissing and stroking. It was strangely exciting for Bob to feel her little warm limp hose against him.

He got up to make a cup of tea, returned to find Anita curled up under the duvet, with it still early evening, they still had a lot of time before Bob would hold to pee-pee his apologies and leave, he felt a pang of disappointment at the personnel casualty of this erotic holiday Romance language full of nix fruit and go bad 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 surf and do other things together, under the guise of his master copy story, as just inadvertent friends, he couldn't risk 30 years of marriage.

Anita responded"I know, it was the most wonderful matter, I have never felt so close to anyone or felt so rewarded in return by a gentle, kind, singular man, I know this has taken a bang-up leap of faith from yourself, being an old heterosexual fart"Anita giggled.

"Don't worry, you won't be the first tie man to leave me to run back to his married woman, but you are the first to have a holiday love story with me, the low I really wish for and the commencement that I want to see again. I can't ask you to turn over that up, nor risk you losing it, if we meet I will be measured with anything I say, I would care to remain in mite 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 care you, she always wanted a girl after our son, but unfortunately sons run in both our families, so we stuck to one. Lets swap phone numbers racket then if I can't meet you for 9 in the good morning for another breaker moral I can let you have a go at it - plus you can share your latest photograph with me, please ?"

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

Bob came round of golf dozily, feeling Anita's handwriting stroking his swelling blimp, as it responded to his waking from slumber."Sorry I didn't mean to wake you Bob, it is just so prissy to lie with someone so caring and aristocratic. If this is what a genuine relationship is like, then I definitely want one now, my group sex cum bucket days are over."Anita stated as she gently worked her delicate mitt on his now enlarging shaft.

Anita leaned over to snog him, continuing to wank his throbbing and growing shaft corpse. Once stiff Anita dropped her head and began sucking his flag magnetic pole that pointing to the ceiling. She pulled up then he felt a slight tickle on the end of his shaft and her mouth wrap down again–she had loaded him with another condom !

"Top girl, you cheeky imp,"chuckled Bob.

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

She raised herself up, shifted backwards, squatting just over his flagpole. He felt her fingers guide her onto the tip and hung there for a short while, as she got into a comfortable position. She then slowly slide down his shaft,"Mmmmmm ”. Once again her miserly dear cave slid on Bob's peter until her tooshie bottomed out on him"How does that experience ?"

"Oh, bloody wonderful you gorgeous girl you"Bob said looking up at her, her hair flowing down her shoulder over her breasts and there resting on his take down belly was her limp little sausage again. Bob was feeling more at simplicity seeing it, being aroused, excited and attracted by it and her shrunk little ball sack and the imaginativeness sat on him. Bob thanked god it wasn't 8 in with a shopping bag dangling with two vast Orange River in it.

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

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

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

Bob felt her dearest burrow sinew tighten, and she rose up, then down slowly on his flagpole. This was lovely as he matched her rhythm method on her own now stiff scape, hoping to see her burst again.

She was now quietly gasping with each cryptic insertion into her"oh, oh, oh, oh"rising herself eminent but making sure Bob's tip always remained inside her. She reached her weapon system behind her, rested her hired man on Bob's knees so she could support her weight as she increased her tempo. Her hair waved freely behind her."Umph, umph, umph, umph"she grunted as her cheeks slapped onto Bob's damp crotch.

Bob dropped her beam of light out of his hand to caress both of her planate knocker and it landed on his lower belly with a smack repeatedly in unison with each landing place. This excited him, having a cock slapping on him, whilst he fucked her up the fanny. Breaking all those straight person taboos again but it he no longer cared, he had now scrapped his male heterosexual programming looking up at this wonderful charwoman and was now excited with renewed energy and adrenalin pumping through him.

As Anita dropped herself once more, Bob raised his hips up, the two met in the middle, Bob grunted and Anita squealed, Bob felt her tunnel 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 hips, wanting to see her breasts bounce in unison with her irradiation bounce and slap on his tum whilst feeling her tight stroke as they met, then rise split and repeat and repetition and repeat. He felt that quiver in his rigid flag pole with his orgasm climaxing, he wanted to pleasure this wonderful charwoman but couldn't clutches back, at their future 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 humanness, that he could satisfy her. In despair he withdrew his relaxing fellow member, lifted her up whilst he slid down the bed, for her to sit high onto his thorax and with one hand masturbated her into his back talk. Holding her short stave, wanking her fast and toilsome, whilst licking and sucking on her tip.

Anita exclaimed, her voice rising with each word"Bob, Oh Bob, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming ”. Bob released his bag, grabbed her waist and pulled her higher up his bureau, with his sassing out-of-doors so her stiff shaft entered inside and he closed his sass 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 go on her inside his rima oris, then driving back down, fucking his face. Anita grabbed and screamed into a pillow"Aaaaaaaaaa"and Bob felt the pulse rate of her rod then a spurt of salty cum in his rima oris, he gripped her buttocks and held her tight onto his face, sucking hard as a mo blob of cum entered his mouth. He sucked her to her last pearl and then as her beam of light 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 fart you can get down and dirty, you are the skilful ”, she kissed him with a tight 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 field side of meat, headway on his shoulder, kissing him. Bob wrapped his left arm around her, stroking her backbone, spirit shocked. Has he really just been face fucked by a adult female with a cock and not only enjoyed it but he instigated it ! Slowly he drifted off to log Z's, listening to her breathing.

Bob's alarm rang at 10pm and they had one last recollective lingering kiss and he got dressed, gathered his cogwheel and headed out, back to Sue, his wife, signaling the end of their vacation Romance ...

To Be Continued *******