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In the dawn Bob convinced his wife he was getting out early to meet up with the"lads ”, for a surf deterrent example ( a lesson that oddly none would make except for this one lovely Young lady ... ). Thankfully, as normal for the irregular day of a hemicrania, she was still suffering, and she planned to stay in bed with drape drawn.

Bob made his way across town, all night he thought of Anita and struggled with his inner intimate identity. If someone had told him two 24-hour interval ago what he did endure 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 youthful ; he also felt a solid paternal protective instinct over her. Was this his midlife crisis ? Oddly, as she had a putz of her own, he didn't look 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 wait. He knocked and after a legal brief delay he heard a squeal of joy from the inside. The door opened with Anita's head teacher peering around it with a beaming smile, hiding her consistency behind the half-open door.

"Bob, I worried that you would not come back and I would be all on my own again"she said with a beaming smile"and it's not bad that you have come early, come in ”. Bob squeezed passed the doorway into the hall. He turned to see her skinny the door, naked in the hallway, she turned and there she was in all her glory, dope pert and tool hanging.

She was used to flings, barely even one-night point of view, being bent grass over and rammed from behind in car parks, parks, pub booths, often unidentified soundbox passing fleetingly. Whether just a prospect meeting, as part of gang bangs, Quaker of friends brought over, never bothering to learn their name calling, rarely even getting to get it on them. She didn't have any long-term Friend so she was used to living in the minute, without any declination, enjoying what was in presence of her at that fussy time and grasp it with both limb. To experience for those fleeting moments of thinking somebody cared, pretending to love and protect her but gone in the blink of an eye.

Anita was ecstatic to see Bob back this morning, Bob was different and here he was, she had spent the night missing his warmth, his smiling and blue disposition, she really felt he cared. Unlike yesterday, today she can have him all day, his warm variety brass, like the paternal don she never had, like her big sidekick and a lover.

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

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

He dropped his day sack with gear in the hall as she stripped his jersey off over his head and promptly undid his belt. Soon he was also naked and his shorts, T-shirt and drown torso were on the hall floor. Both his excitement and his member were growing as he watched her naked body's every move. Her small limp cock wiggling almost hypnotized Bob, finding it strange to be turned on by watching what should be taboo for a heterosexual man.

Bob walked into the bathroom and ran the cascade, standing clear of the initial cold water, waiting for it to warm. Anita jogged into view with boobs and sausage balloon swaying, holding a condom in one mitt and lubricant in the other"we'll need these"as she put the lube onto the lavish's soap shelf and kept the condom packet in her one hand.

She stepped up to hug him with a huge candy kiss. It excited Bob to feel her naked breast and body against his, even her warm easy niggling blimp, brushing against his consistency, teasing the base of his erect spear and dangling clod. He grabbed her rigorous buttocks, pulling her tightly in close.

Anita's one hired 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, bent it down and once again she opened the prophylactic swiftly and Anita's mouth applied it. She stood, turned to test the water with her hand and adjusted it slightly.

She then leaned against the exhibitioner headway wall thrusting her rear backwards ; legs spread full apart inviting Bob to enter her. Bob ran his midsection finger's breadth down her spine until he reached her twinkling star rimmed entrance, she shuddered ; he applied the gel lubricator and slid his finger's breadth in, sliding it in easier than last night

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

He added a second, just lightly rotating. She was soft and quick ; seeing the piddle running down her hair and back, trickling either side of her rose hip, bum cranny and her prospicient wooden leg, was sensuous. He needed to be inside her once more and his prick was throbbing.

He slowly pulled his fingers out, Anita wiggled her rear, enticing him, he applied some more lube to his condom wrapped pie-eyed flag pole and engaged his tip to her trivial honey 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 script caught her hip, and they began slowly driving into each other and separating back, connected only by Bob's sword lily pole. Bob's pecker was not massive, but inside her she was tight around him. She waggled her shoulder and bum slightly, which transferred to Bob.

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

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

Anita slapped her hired hand on the paries"Yes, bed your little baby dolly daddy, she's been bad"

"No, she's been honorable, pa pauperization to reward her"Bob responded as he tightened his traction and tug on her now hard cock."Is that rewarding ?"

"Yes, yes, yes dada, I must be suuuuuuch a goodness miss, oh, oh, oh"said Anita, her voice revealing she was nearing climax.

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

Building his own orgasm up, he looked down to see himself pound into this beautiful creatures arse, feeling his lust for the fruit of this tabu and knowing she was done, he just had to release his own pressurise coming. Bob just push forward onto her cheeks and released his erupting cargo, holding his diaphysis hard in, until it began deflating to then pull away from her.

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

Bob pushed her against the slope wall, his limp putz against hers, her breasts on his chest, both kissing and holding each other, her hands grabbing his buttocks pulling him into her.

Bob pulled back and got some shower gel and applied some to Anita's hair, shoulders, hip joint and a new spirt on her tool and orchis. 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, snaffle 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 nude, knocker and tool swaying as she ruffled her fingers through her hair to dry it. She spellbound Bob with her dish. She then wound her hairsbreadth up into a bun and fixed it there.

Bob put his swim luggage compartment back on, shorts, sandals and jersey as Anita popped in the bedroom and returned in a delicate over-embellished one-piece bathing suit, 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 skirt and rival white plunging invest type T-shirt, showing her cleavage. Bob was again spellbind ; she looked gorgeous with her pilus up.

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

Just before opening the door, Anita turned bob around to French buss him lovingly"lastly kiss, as it won't look good in public for dad and girl to be kissing like that ”.

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

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

At the breaker school they were given lockers to use, sized up for boards & wet suits, met an instructor and signed some forms. Initially they had some instruction on the Sand on the beach, then just in the shallow, gradually getting thick and larger wafture.

Outwardly they were just father and daughter enjoying life, laughing, chatting, but Bob was enjoying every minute of being with this beautiful cleaning woman that he was having sex with, whilst continuing his maternal care for her. This was his summer love affair with kinky bells and whistles on, but tomorrow his married woman would be better and it will all have to change.

Throughout the day Bob could see how timid and unconfident Anita was, even for mildly simple risky venture as jumping waving, 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 person, definitely the father or big crony she never had. His presence made her confident, even when terrified, his approving look and nod and his sarcastic prank that broke the ice when she wasn't sure.

They had stopped for a few breaks with the instructor, for catch ups and rescript, who was very patient, giving them both hints and tips, explaining how lunar time period affect the surf and what to search for to catch the best waves.

They were soon in mystifying water, sat on circuit board, waiting for waving. The instructor had moved onto other classes but was monitoring them, as they had paid for a full day's rental after the initial two-hour lesson.

Bobbing on the sea together chatting, not too far from shore, a few sentence they held hands, once when floating tread watering next 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 leased gear wheel, showered in the open beach faucet's, Bob hoped they had changing rooms so they could contribution 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 eating and crapulence, Bob was so pleased that Anita felt so loosen up 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 risky venture, every tyke mishap, teasing Bob over his own mishaps. Bob loved listening and chirping in, laughing. She was brilliant companionship, if only he could have met her 30 years ago.

By late afternoon, after a skillful burger, beer and ice cream to end up, Anita leaned over and whispered,"If daddy is gear up, how would he like to return to the flat to service his girl ?"Bob was both shocked and excited. They paid the bill and walked back.

Upon entering the vacation straight, Bob dropped his day-sack and Anita scampered to the bedroom"pop the kettle on Bob"she shouted. So Bob returned to the sofa and kitchenette to fill up the tympanum, wondering how she would appear tonight.

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

"No Anita, we've had a wondrous day, and you have been grand, in fact you have been so courageous today, it's been great fun, pa is proud of his sugar infant chick and wants to reward her"he said"but she needs to say 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 facing upwards"I want to be spanked, so my cheek gleaming ”.

Bob, was now not nearly as surprised by her petition as he would have been a few solar day ago, so with the flat tire of his deal he slapped her one cheek, which wobbled in chemical reaction, then again on the other"a picayune harder, I want nice rosy cheeks papa ”.

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

Anita was now gasping at each rap, and her cheeks were reddening. Being right-handed, Bob kept the smacking up with his right hand whilst his left dropped and felt for her one bosom, found her nipple was stiff and erect, so he tweaked it heavily between his thumb and index finger, hearing Anita gasp.

He felt a brush on his leg, realising that Anita was growing too, he squeezed his hand between her second joint and held onto her cock, stroking her clump with his thumb he gave a span of tug on her growing penis. As he felt her stiffen, he released to return to spanking her again, to revert to teasing her beam, alternating between the two.

He synchronized each slap with each tweak or a tantalization of her tit and she responded with a gasp but no petition to stop, even with her cheeks now glowing brightly.

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

Then he dribbled lube directly onto her whiz ringed cave and watch it nip and Anita flinch with the touch of the cold gel. Bob stroked her star 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 insertion and gasped,"oh, oh, oh"with pleasure.

Bob then pushed a second finger's breadth in, rotating the two whilst driving them in and out. He bent over and kissed her buttock, to which she responded with"Mmmmmm ”. Whilst close to her pleasure ring, Bob felt drawn in he wanted to cross another taboo verge before the day was out, he extended his tongue and licked her star muscle rim teasing it around his impregnated finger's breadth, Anita squirmed in joy and exhaled an"oooooh that's lovely ”.

Then with his own dick throbbing he wanted to give her more, to satisfy her before he was, to hear her groan with pleasure, 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 blimp at half-staff and throbbing.

Bob thought, it's now or never. Tomorrow it could all be dissimilar and he may rue never having experienced this with this beautiful, sexy, alien woman. The opportunity was there for him, like it or loath it he wanted to. Ignoring his heterosexual male programming, he wanted to get over this major threshold of taboo.

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

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

Initially he was unsure, worried he would try out piss, but she tasted of sea salt and a little deodorant but nothing bad. He sucked her growing cock between the roof of his sassing and his lingua, sucking on it between the two, it was getting bigger. This strong heterosexual taboo blood line was well and truly crossed, Bob found it turning him on, ` how could he be finding this so rouse'he thought shockingly. He was enjoying this interdict fruit.

Anita's hands were on his head, stroking his pilus as Bob pulled back, so her little nigga 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 rooster hit his crazy trigger tonsils and he gagged, coughing spittle and strangely enjoyed it.

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

Anita's putz was now hard, thankfully not too long, but bigger than his mouth the way it was hitting the rear of his throat. He didn't mind ; he was enjoying hearing her groan and pant in joy. His spit lubricating her shaft, so he bobbed his own nous along her now hard shaft.

Bob gripped her cheeks, remembering she had sizable lube, he pulled her boldness apart and worked a finger around, teased the rim of her little love cave and then engaged and entered in clip with a poking of his head to plunge her little shaft into him.

Anita squealed in delight"that is sooooo fucking good Bob, suck my stopcock papa, suck me"as her paw encouraged him to lapse her peter deep into his mouth, whilst suck and squeezing it with his tongue, his finger's breadth probing into her prat, the tempo of the pumping cycle was getting faster.

Bob was now vigorous head bobbing, so he added a second digit to Anita's anus and that was it,"Wwwooooooowww Yeeeessss"Anita squealed as a taste of salty succus indicated what must be pre-cum in his back talk as her turncock withdrew over his tongue and as he trapped her swaged spade end inside his lips a hot snapshot of cum spat out into the rachis of his throat and she thrust him deep onto her cock as another spirt came out.

Anita squealed in delight"OOOooooo BBBobbbbb ”, Bob gagged with his oral fissure full of stopcock and cum down his pharynx, he swallowed some salty fluid and pulled half way back still sucking, to get some insistence off his tonsils, licking her now slippery hose and cave in her long slow accident, feeling her relax and deflate.

Anita's hands pulled him up upwards by the haircloth. He released his digit from her anus and let her one-half limp hosepipe flop out of his sass as he stood. As soon as they were level, she plunged her tongue into his back talk and kissed him passionately and hugged him hard.

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

Bob was relieved she didn't net any longer, but was at foremost 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 person and he had amply satisfied a highly sexually experienced titillating body.

Not just that but he had enjoyed it, he had been turned on by it ; he wanted it ; he wasn't certainly whether it was her climactic orgasm or how vast a mint 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 seams and begging for satisfaction and his balls for release. Anita ‘ s paw fought to leach him of his T-shirt and shorts, almost tearing his drawers off. Once his dick was exposed, she dropped and plunged her sassing onto it, giving it various prompt stab before releasing it.

She stood up and once again grabbed him and led him to the sleeping room with his dick, he had to do a quick terpsichore to release his metrical unit from his shorts without falling over,"It's time for daughter to allow for daddy his pleasure, now she is live up to"Anita promised.

In the chamber she immediately slipped on a safety on him, climbed onto the bed, on her knees and hands on the bed, presenting her round cheeks to him"come inside me again ”.

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

Bob started pounding her arse punishing, his script on her hips, bouncing off her rear with a slap and pant from her, she was gripping him with her muscles, making her a tighter fit as he pulled back to back out, relaxing to ease his plunge forward.

Bob's knee slipped, dropping all his weighting on her, which caused her to return flatcar on the bed"Don't stop pappa, quell inside ”.

Anita was flatcar on the bed now, Bob led on top. She widened her leg to ease things, but Bob was loving feeling her arse cheeks pressing on the upper side of his second joint. Resting on her back, he put his weight on his human elbow, slid his custody under her to regain her titty to stroke and tweaked her nipples.

Raising his knees 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 pussy ; Anita was again tensing and relaxing her sinew in time with his thrusts.

Her head turned sideways, so he could buss her cheek and cuddle her pilus and neck ; she was gasping with his thrusts and giving igniter squeals of delight as he twisted her nipples.

Bob was in sensual overburden, pumping faster, hearing a cacophony of Anita's phonation and peel on skin slaps whilst feeling her soft flesh outside and her pulsating muscularity inside, he felt his orchis twitch with his own orgasm rebellion, then his peter muscle twitching and he exploded into the condom again, holding the drive and wiggling his waist into her rump, staying to empty his chunk, holding there for a short pause then relaxed.

He withdrew and rolled onto his rachis, alongside Anita, who slid sideways onto him, kissing him"you are such a entire papa ; I am one lucky sugar doll ”.

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

He got up to attain a cup of tea, returned to find Anita curled up under the eiderdown, with it still early eve, they still had a lot of clip before Bob would possess to make his apologies and leave, he felt a stab of disappointment at the loss of this erotic vacation romanticism replete of forbidden fruit and broken taboos.

So as they sat in bed, sipping tea, Bob explained that his wife would be more than likely proficient tomorrow and so whilst they could still surf and do other affair together, under the pretence of his original story, 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 close to anyone or felt so rewarded in return by a gentle, variety, funny man, I know this has taken a swell bound of trust from yourself, being an old straightaway breaking wind"Anita giggled.

"Don't vexation, you won't be the offset get hitched with man to leave me to run back to his wife, but you are the low to have a holiday romance with me, the showtime I really care for and the beginning that I want to see again. I can't ask you to give that up, nor risk you losing it, if we meet I will be heedful with anything I say, I would like to remain in touch as this has been such a revelation for me, please can we remain supporter ?"Anita asked.

"I would like that, as far as Sue is concerned we met as surf crony by fortuity, if you meet her tomorrow I know she will wish you, she always wanted a girl after our son, but unfortunately sons run in both our families, so we stuck to one. Lets swap earphone numbers then if I can't sports meeting you for 9 in the morning for another breaker object lesson I can let you cognise - plus you can share your latest picture with me, please ?"

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

Bob came round dozily, feeling Anita's hand stroking his swelling sausage balloon, as it responded to his waking from slumber."Sorry I didn't mean to awake you Bob, it is just so overnice to lie with someone so lovingness 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 soft script on his now enlarging shaft.

Anita leaned over to buss him, continuing to masturbate his throb and growing jibe cadaver. Once potent Anita dropped her head and began sucking his sword lily pole that pointing to the ceiling. She pulled up then he felt a little tickle on the end of his shot and her sass enwrap down again–she had loaded him with another condom !

"Top young woman, you cheeky muck around,"chuckled Bob.

She led on top, branch straddling him and kissed him and with a wicked smile said"fountainhead, I couldn't miss one more opportunity for daddy to fuck me ”. Pecked a buss on his lips 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 poor patch, as she got into a comfy office. She then slowly slid down his shaft,"Mmmmmm ”. Once again her close love cave slid on Bob's peter until her buttocks bottomed out on him"How does that feel ?"

"Oh, bloody marvelous you gorgeous young woman you"Bob said looking up at her, her hair's-breadth flowing down her berm over her tit and there resting on his lower belly was her gimp minuscule sausage again. Bob was feeling more than at ease 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 inches with a shopping bag dangling with two immense oranges in it.

Anita rocked back and Forth River, Bob could feel him sliding inside her and she beamed with pleasure at the blue rocking.

Bob couldn't resist, his one paw quietly stroked and fondled her breasts and his former twiddled her limp sausage balloon, teasing it back into life, still slimy from her earlier orgasm, he enjoyed feeling the lineage pumping back into it as she rocked on his own shaft.

As her shaft filled, he changed his handling of it, he was now lightly stroking it, pulling the tegument forwards and backwards until it was stiff, so he wrapped his hand on it tightly, pushing and pulling in time with her grinding their hip. Anita let out a whispered"mmmmMMMmm"with her head tilted back, her pilus falling off her shoulder to brush up behind her, her eyelids half-closed as she focused on the pleasure of their physical contact.

Bob felt her honey tunnel muscles tighten, and she rose up, then down slowly on his flagpole. This was lovely as he matched her rhythm on her own now rigid light beam, hoping to see her erupt again.

She was now quietly gasping with each abstruse introduction into her"oh, oh, oh, oh"rising herself higher but making sure Bob's tip always remained inside her. She reached her coat of arms behind her, rested her manus on Bob's knees so she could support her weight as she increased her tempo. Her pilus waved freely behind her."Umph, umph, umph, umph"she grunted as her cheeks slapped onto Bob's muffle crotch.

Bob dropped her shaft out of his hands to fondle both of her drop titty and it landed on his small belly with a slap repeatedly in unison with each landing. This excited him, having a cock slapping on him, whilst he fucked her up the butt. Breaking all those heterosexual taboo again but it he no longer cared, he had now scrapped his manful heterosexual programming looking up at this wonderful fair sex and was now excited with renewed zip and Adrenalin pumping through him.

As Anita dropped herself once more, Bob raised his hips up, the two met in the midriff, Bob grunted and Anita squealed, Bob felt her tunnel muscular tissue grip him, then relax as they separated, then tighten as they pounded together again with the double slap.

The two of them repeatedly pounded their hips together, Bob was grabbing her pelvic girdle, wanting to see her titty saltation in unison with her dick leap and slap on his breadbasket whilst feeling her tight stroking as they met, then heighten reprint and repeat and repeat and repeat. He felt that tingle in his stiff flag celestial pole with his climax climaxing, he wanted to pleasure this grand adult female but couldn't hold back, at their next battle he held onto her, releasing into her, grinding her"AAaarrrrgggghhhhh oh Anita"he exclaimed.

But she hadn't cum, he hadn't satisfied her ; he was frustrated with himself, disappointed, gutted ; he wanted to see her cum ; he needed her to cum to prove his manhood, that he could satisfy her. In despair he withdrew his relaxing phallus, lifted her up whilst he slid down the bed, for her to sit eminent onto his chest and with one hand masturbated her into his back talk. Holding her short staff, wanking her fast and hard, whilst lacing and sucking on her tip.

Anita exclaimed, her vox rising with each word"Bob, Oh Bob, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming ”. Bob released his clench, grabbed her waist and pulled her gamy up his chest of drawers, with his mouth open so her stiff shaft 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 font, pulling up, just enough to keep her inside his backtalk, then driving back down, fucking his aspect. Anita grabbed and screamed into a pillow"Aaaaaaaaaa"and Bob felt the pulsing of her rod then a spurt of salty cum in his lip, he gripped her buttocks and held her squiffy onto his face, sucking hard as a moment blob of cum entered his sassing. He sucked her to her hold up drop curtain and then as her calamus 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 best ”, she kissed him with a cockeyed hug then dropped down and removed his condom, once again drinking his cum out of it.

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

Bob's alarum rang at 10pm and they had one in conclusion long lingering buss and he got dressed, gathered his gear and headed out, back to Sue, his wife, signaling the end of their holiday love affair ...

To Be Continued *******