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In the aurora Bob convinced his wife he was getting out early to run across up with the"lads ”, for a surf deterrent example ( a moral that oddly none would pull in except for this one lovely Brigham Young lady ... ). Thankfully, as normal for the second day of a migraine, she was still suffering, and she planned to stay in bed with drape drawn.

Bob made his way across townsfolk, all night he thought of Anita and struggled with his inner sexual identity. If somebody had told him two daytime ago what he did hold up night, as an archetypical 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 youth ; he also felt a substantial paternal protective inherent aptitude over her. Was this his midlife crisis ? Oddly, as she had a cock of her own, he didn't tactile property he was betraying his wife or cheated on her.

He arrived early at her threshold at 8:30am to storm her, plus he just couldn't hold. He knocked and after a abbreviated delay he heard a squeal of delectation from the interior. The door opened with Anita's head peering around it with a beaming smile, hiding her consistency behind the half-open door.

"Bob, I worried that you would not fall 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 threshold into the hall. He turned to see her closing curtain the door, naked in the hallway, she turned and there she was in all her glory, boobs pert and shaft dangling.

She was used to go, barely even one-night base, being knack over and rammed from behind in car parkland, common, pub John Wilkes Booth, often unidentified bodies passing fleetingly. Whether just a opportunity get together, as part of mob bangs, admirer of admirer brought over, never bothering to learn their names, rarely even getting to know them. She didn't have any long-run admirer so she was used to living in the moment, without any sorrow, enjoying what was in front of her at that particular time and savvy it with both weapons system. To live for those flit import of thinking someone cared, pretending to love and protect her but gone in the blink of an eye.

Anita was ecstatic to see Bob back this cockcrow, Bob was unlike and here he was, she had spent the night missing his fondness, his smile and aristocratical disposition, she really felt he cared. Unlike yesterday, today she can let him all day, his warm kind face, like the paternal father she never had, like her big brother and a buff.

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

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

He dropped his day hammock with gear in the hallway as she stripped his jersey off over his head and promptly unwrap his belted ammunition. Soon he was also naked and his underdrawers, jersey and swimming trunks were on the hallway storey. Both his agitation and his extremity were growing as he watched her naked body's every move. Her pocket-size hobble turncock wiggling almost hypnotized Bob, finding it strange to be turned on by watching what should be taboo for a straight man.

Bob walked into the lavatory and ran the shower, standing clear of the initial low temperature water, waiting for it to warm up. Anita jogged into position with dummy and sausage swaying, holding a condom in one helping hand and lube in the other"we'll need these"as she put the lube onto the shower's soap shelf and kept the condom packet in her one hand.

She stepped up to hug him with a huge buss. It excited Bob to feel her naked breasts and body against his, even her strong loose piddling blimp, brushing against his body, teasing the base of his erect shaft and dangling lump. He grabbed her mean buttocks, pulling her tightly in close.

Anita's one hand gripped Bob's shaft and tightly stroked it"I need you good and hard for this shower"she smiled wickedly. She then dropped onto one knee, looking at his erect rod, set it down and once again she opened the condom swiftly and Anita's mouth applied it. She stood, turned to examine the body of water with her hand and adjusted it slightly.

She then leaned against the exhibitor head wall thrusting her tail backwards ; stage spread wide apart inviting Bob to enter her. Bob ran his middle digit down her rachis until he reached her twinkling star rimmed ingress, she shuddered ; he applied the gel lubricating substance and slid his finger in, sliding it in easier than close night

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

He added a irregular, just lightly rotating. She was soft and warm ; seeing the weewee running down her fuzz and back, trickling either side of her hip, bum crevice and her long legs, was sensuous. He needed to be inside her once more and his putz was throbbing.

He slowly pulled his fingers out, Anita wiggled her bottom, enticing him, he applied some more lubricator to his safety wrapped rigid flagstone magnetic pole and engaged his tip to her picayune love cave and when he saw her star 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 deal 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 electric sander drive into her and her response seemed to be approval. He in this position could up the tempo, with Anita gasping"Oh, oh, oh, oh"in time with each driving force, he was now starting to ricochet off her, with each of his drives forward being matched by her driving her ass back.

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

Anita slapped her deal on the wall"Yes, do it your little child doll pa, she's been bad"

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

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

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

edifice his own climax up, he looked down to see himself pound into this beautiful creatures arse, feeling his lustfulness for the yield of this taboo and knowing she was done, he just had to release his own pressurize orgasm. Bob just drove forward onto her cheeks and released his erupting warhead, holding his cock hard in, until it began deflating to then pull back from her.

As soon as he was out, Anita turned around and sucked her cum off his wanking hired man, her face beaming. She slipped his condom off and again, running her fingerbreadth along from tip to open-end, poured what cum he had into her oral fissure, holding it on her natural language, Bob grabbed her and they kissed, open-mouthed so Bob could taste both his & her cum.

Bob pushed her against the English wall, his limp dick against hers, her titty on his chest, both kissing and holding each other, her hired man grabbing his backside pulling him into her.

Bob pulled back and got some cascade gel and applied some to Anita's hair, shoulders, pelvis and a new spurt on her cock and balls. Being out of the exhibitioner stream, she soaped up quickly, laughing.

She reciprocated by lathering Bob up, washing his peter. 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 raw, boobs and dick swaying as she ruffled her finger through her hair to dry it. She spellbound Bob with her mantrap. She then wound her haircloth up into a bun and fixed it there.

Bob put his swim tree trunk back on, shorts, sandals and T-shirt as Anita popped in the sleeping room and returned in a finespun violet one-piece swimsuit, no camel toe, but no shaft 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 wench and pair white plunging vest type T-shirt, showing her cleavage. Bob was again transfixed ; she looked gorgeous with her whisker up.

"I think we need breakfast little one"said Bob gathering up his day firing and sunglass. 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 room access, Anita turned bob around to French osculation him lovingly"concluding kiss, as it won't look secure in world for daddy and daughter to be kissing like that ”.

They found a overnice café and ordered a light breakfast. Chatting lightly in the sun then walked down the beach to regain the breakers school.

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

At the Surf schooling they were given lockers to use, sized up for boards & wet suits, met an teacher and signed some soma. Initially they had some program line on the sand on the beach, then just in the shallows, gradually getting deeper and larger wave.

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

Throughout the day Bob could see how faint and unconfident Anita was, even for mildly simple adventure as jumping moving ridge, then diving through self-aggrandising I, 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 Father-God or big brother she never had. His front made her confident, even when terrified, his approving look and nod and his sarcastic jest that broke the ice when she wasn't sure.

They had stopped for a few breaking with the instructor, for catch ups and rewrite, who was very patient, giving them both hints and tips, explaining how tides affect the breaker and what to look for to catch the dear waves.

They were soon in deeper piss, sat on boards, waiting for Wave. The teacher had moved onto other course of study but was monitoring them, as they had paid for a broad 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 stride watering next to their gameboard, Anita plunge under weewee 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 wheel, showered in the open beach faucet's, Bob hoped they had changing rooms so they could share 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 drinking, Bob was so pleased that Anita felt so relaxed with him and that she was getting admiring looks from male and female passersby. She was still on a senior high, talking through and repeating each slight adventure, every minor mishap, teasing Bob over his own bad luck. Bob loved hearing and chirping in, laughing. She was brilliant company, if only he could hold met her 30 age ago.

By lately good afternoon, after a courteous beefburger, beer and ice ointment to finish, Anita leaned over and whispered,"If daddy is set, how would he like to return to the flatbed to serve his daughter ?"Bob was both appalled and excited. They paid the bill and walked back.

Upon entering the vacation two-dimensional, Bob dropped his day-sack and Anita scampered to the chamber"pop the kettle on Bob"she shouted. So Bob returned to the couch and kitchenette to fill the kettle, wondering how she would appear tonight.

He poured the tea and sat on the lounge, just as Anita appeared raw carrying the nursing bottle of lube, he watched her walk across to him, breast and tool swaying"pappa, I've been bad and I need to be spanked"she smiled..

"No Anita, we've had a grand day, and you have been wonderful, in fact you have been so brave today, it's been great fun, daddy is proud of his sugar infant bird and wants to reward her"he said"but she needs to enjoin him how she wants her reward ”.

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

Bob, was now not nearly as storm by her petition as he would suffer been a few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. ago, so with the flat of his deal he slapped her one brass, which wobbled in chemical reaction, then again on the other"a piffling harder, I want nice rosy-cheeked cheeks daddy ”.

So he obliged, slightly harder, trying not to hurt, 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 rooster was rising with his blood.

Anita was now gasping at each strike, and her cheeks were reddening. Being right-handed, Bob kept the slaps up with his right hand whilst his left wing dropped and felt for her one breast, found her nipple was stiff and upright, so he tweaked it operose between his pollex and forefinger, hearing Anita gasp.

He felt a brush on his leg, realising that Anita was growing too, he squeezed his deal between her thighs and held onto her cock, stroking her globe with his thumb he gave a duo of tugs on her growing member. As he felt her stiffen, he released to retort 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 pant but no petition to stop, even with her cheeks 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 brass whilst stroking her one pap softly.

Then he dribbled lube directly onto her star ringed cave and watch over it pinch and Anita flinch with the touching of the common cold gel. Bob stroked her adept 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 pleasure.

Bob then pushed a endorsement 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 cross another taboo threshold before the day was out, he extended his tongue and licked her star sinew 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 give her more, to gratify her before he was, to hear her groan with pleasance, he withdrew his fingers 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 dissimilar and he may repent never having experienced this with this beautiful, sexy, exotic charwoman. The opportunity was there for him, like it or loath it he wanted to. Ignoring his heterosexual person male person programing, he wanted to cross this John Major threshold of taboo.

He grabbed her by her cheeks and pulled her forwards ; he opened his mouth and with his lips gathered her warm pounding sausage into his mouth, wrapped his sass around it and sucked until it filled his mouth, his lips touching her hairless torso and ball hammock at the base.

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

Initially he was unsure, worried he would sample piss, but she tasted of sea salt and a little deodorant but naught bad. He sucked her growing shaft between the roof of his backtalk and his tongue, sucking on it between the two, it was getting bigger. This strong heterosexual taboo channel was well and truly crossed, Bob found it turning him on, ` how could he be finding this so shake up'he thought shockingly. He was enjoying this prohibited fruit.

Anita's paw were on his headland, stroking his hair as Bob pulled back, so her fiddling nigger was just inside his lips and licked around it. Her manus then pulled him inwards, driving her now stiffened rod into him. He sucked and her rooster hit his macabre trigger tonsils and he gagged, coughing saliva and strangely enjoyed it.

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

Anita's rooster was now hard, thankfully not too long, but full-grown than his sassing the way it was hitting the binding of his throat. He didn't nous ; he was enjoying hearing her moan and pant in pleasure. His spittle lubricating her shaft, so he bobbed his own nous along her now intemperately shaft.

Bob gripped her buttock, remembering she had sizable lube, he pulled her brass apart and worked a finger around, teased the rim of her petty beloved cave and then engaged and entered in time with a thrust of his read/write head to steep her fiddling slam into him.

Anita squealed in delectation"that is sooooo fucking dear Bob, suck my peter daddy, suck me"as her manpower encouraged him to sink her gumshoe oceanic abyss into his mouth, whilst sucking and squeezing it with his tongue, his finger's breadth probing into her rear, the tempo of the pumping cycles/second was getting faster.

Bob was now vigorous head bobbing, so he added a back 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 fissure as her cock withdrew over his clapper and as he trapped her swaged spade end inside his lips a hot shooter of cum fuss out into the back of his throat and she thrust him deep onto her shaft as another spirt came out.

Anita squealed in enchant"OOOooooo BBBobbbbb ”, Bob gagged with his mouth full of cock and cum down his pharynx, 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 pass on her long slow strokes, 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 hose flop out of his lips as he stood. As soon as they were level, she plunged her tongue into his mouth and kissed him passionately and hugged him hard.

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

Bob was relieved she didn't last-place any longer, but was at start shocked and disgusted at the taboo he had broken, felt he should be ashamed but then surprised and elated that he had sucked her tool, the one attached to this beautiful, funny person and he had amply satisfied a highly sexually experience erotic consistence.

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 huge a good deal it was to enjoy this proscribed fruit, or a mix of both. He was beyond caring ; he was euphoric.

Now his own gumshoe was bursting at the line and begging for satisfaction and his balls for firing. Anita ‘ s manpower fought to peel him of his jersey and boxers, almost tearing his boxers off. Once his dick was exposed, she dropped and plunged her backtalk onto it, giving it respective flying thrusts before releasing it.

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

In the bedroom she immediately slipped on a rubber on him, climbed onto the bed, on her articulatio genus and hands on the bed, presenting her beat impudence to him"cum inside me again ”.

Bob almost jumped on the bed, on his knee joint and brought his engorged member up to her entry and drove in. She was as soused and warmly as he remembered, Anita squealed in delight and a little pain.

Bob started pounding her fundament hard, his mitt on her hips, bouncing off her buttocks with a slap and gasp from her, she was gripping him with her muscles, making her a tighter fit as he pulled back to withdraw, relaxing to ease his plunge forward.

Bob's genu slipped, dropping all his weight on her, which caused her to fall directly on the bed"Don't blockade daddy, persist inside ”.

Anita was flat on the bed now, Bob led on top. She widened her stage to still thing, but Bob was loving feeling her posterior cheeks pressing on the whirligig of his second joint. Resting on her back, he put his weight on his elbows, slid his hands under her to find her breast to stroke and tweaked her nipples.

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

Her head turned sideways, so he could kiss her boldness and nuzzle her pilus and neck ; she was gasping with his thrusts and giving light squeals of delight as he twisted her nipples.

Bob was in animal overload, pumping faster, hearing a cacophony of Anita's vox and tegument on pelt smack whilst feeling her soft physical body exterior and her pulsating muscles inside, he felt his balls twitch with his own orgasm rebellion, then his irradiation muscle twitch and he exploded into the safety again, holding the drive and wiggling his waist into her can, staying to empty his balls, holding there for a short pause then relaxed.

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

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

He got up to make a cup of tea, returned to incur Anita curled up under the eiderdown, with it still former evening, they still had a lot of time before Bob would possess to make his apologies and leave, he felt a stab of disappointment at the personnel casualty of this erotic holiday romance full of forbidden fruit and part taboos.

So as they sat in bed, sipping tea, Bob explained that his wife would be more than likely full tomorrow and so whilst they could still browse and do early things together, under the guise of his master news report, as just accidental friends, he couldn't risk 30 years of marriage.

Anita responded"I know, it was the most wonderful thing, I have never felt so nigh to anyone or felt so rewarded in return by a gentle, variety, funny man, I know this has taken a great jump of faith from yourself, being an old straight breaking wind"Anita giggled.

"Don't headache, you won't be the first get married man to leave me to run back to his wife, but you are the first to have a vacation romance with me, the first I really care for and the low that I want to see again. I can't ask you to give that up, nor endangerment you losing it, if we meet I will be careful with anything I say, I would wish to stay on in touch as this has been such a revelation for me, please can we remain friends ?"Anita asked.

"I would like that, as far as Sue is concerned we met as breakers buddies by chance event, if you meet her tomorrow I know she will like you, she always wanted a daughter after our son, but unfortunately Logos run in both our home, so we stuck to one. Lets swap earpiece numbers then if I can't sports meeting you for 9 in the morning for another breakers deterrent example I can let you know - plus you can share your latest pic with me, delight ?"

Tea loving cup set aside, they swapped phone number, curled up, kissed and cuddled and dozed.

Bob came rung 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 overnice to lie with someone so wish and gentle. 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 flaccid hand on his now enlarging shaft.

Anita leaned over to snog him, continuing to masturbate his pounding and growing shaft stiff. Once stiff Anita dropped her headland and began sucking his flag 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 up down again–she had loaded him with another condom !

"Top fille, you cheeky scallywag,"chuckled Bob.

She led on top, legs straddling him and kissed him and with a wicked smiling said"fountainhead, I couldn't miss one more opportunity for pa to love me ”. Pecked a candy kiss on his lip and sat up, he could feel her dampness from former on his torso.

She raised herself up, shifted backwards, squatting just over his flagpole. He felt her finger guide her onto the tip and hung there for a little patch, as she got into a easy stead. She then slowly slither down his shaft,"Mmmmmm ”. Once again her tight love cave slid on Bob's shaft until her buttocks bottomed out on him"How does that feel ?"

"Oh, bloody marvelous you gorgeous girl you"Bob said looking up at her, her fuzz flowing down her shoulders over her knocker and there resting on his downhearted venter was her limp little sausage again. Bob was feeling more at ease seeing it, being aroused, excited and attracted by it and her shrunk little ball sac and the vision sat on him. Bob thanked god it wasn't 8 column inch with a shopping bag dangling with two huge oranges in it.

Anita rocked back and Forth, Bob could sense 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 bosom and his former twiddled her limp sausage, teasing it back into life-time, still slimy from her earlier orgasm, he enjoyed feeling the origin pumping back into it as she rocked on his own shaft.

As her beam of light 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 deal on it tightly, pushing and pulling in fourth dimension with her grinding their hips. Anita let out a whispered"mmmmMMMmm"with her oral sex tilted back, her fuzz falling off her berm to round behind her, her eyelids half-closed as she focused on the pleasure of their physical contact.

Bob felt her love tunnel brawn tighten, and she rose up, then down slowly on his flagstaff. This was lovely as he matched her rhythm on her own now rigid shaft, hoping to see her break open again.

She was now quietly gasping with each mystifying introduction into her"oh, oh, oh, oh"rising herself higher but making indisputable Bob's tip always remained inside her. She reached her arms behind her, rested her hands on Bob's knees so she could support her weighting as she increased her tempo. Her pilus waved freely behind her."Umph, umph, umph, umph"she grunted as her impudence slapped onto Bob's weaken crotch.

Bob dropped her spear out of his hands to fondle both of her flattened boob and it landed on his scummy 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 fundament. 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 hips up, the two met in the middle, Bob grunted and Anita squealed, Bob felt her tunnel muscle grip him, then relax as they separated, then tighten as they pounded together again with the doubled slap.

The two of them repeatedly pounded their hips together, Bob was grabbing her hips, wanting to see her knocker saltation in unison with her shaft bounce and slap on his stomach whilst feeling her tight throw as they met, then rise come apart and repeat and repeat and repeat. He felt that tingle in his rigid flag pole with his coming climaxing, he wanted to pleasure this marvellous char but couldn't clutches back, at their next fight 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 show his humanity, that he could satisfy her. In despair 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 helping hand masturbated her into his mouth. Holding her short staff, wanking her fast and tough, whilst drubbing 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 grip, grabbed her shank and pulled her gamy up his dresser, with his mouth open so her cadaver jibe entered inside and he closed his lips tightly and sucked hard.

Anita fell forwards over his question holding onto the headboard of the bed but thrust her hips into his face, pulling up, just enough to keep her inside his oral cavity, then driving back down, fucking his face. Anita grabbed and screamed into a pillow"Aaaaaaaaaa"and Bob felt the pulse of her rod then a spirt of salty cum in his backtalk, he gripped her buttocks and held her tight onto his look, sucking hard as a endorsement blob of cum entered his mouth. He sucked her to her last bead 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 farting you can get down and begrime, you are the best ”, she kissed him with a close 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 impart position, head teacher on his shoulder, kissing him. Bob wrapped his left arm around her, stroking her rear, look shocked. Has he really just been face fucked by a woman with a rooster and not only enjoyed it but he instigated it ! Slowly he drifted off to slumber, listening to her breathing.

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

To Be Continued *******