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In the morning Bob convinced his married woman he was getting out early to get together up with the"lads ”, for a surf lesson ( a lesson that oddly none would ready except for this one lovely Young peeress ... ). Thankfully, as normal for the second day of a migraine, she was still suffering, and she planned to stay in bed with mantle drawn.

Bob made his way across Town, all night he thought of Anita and struggled with his inner sexual identity. If someone had told him two days ago what he did hold up Nox, as an archetypical full-blooded male, he wouldn't have believed it. But he did it and surprisingly he had wanted to and loved it. She reminded him of what it was like to be young ; he also felt a substantial paternal protective inherent aptitude over her. Was this his midlife crisis ? Oddly, as she had a cock of her own, he didn't feel he was betraying his wife or cheated on her.

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

"Bob, I worried that you would not come back and I would be all on my own again"she said with a beaming grin"and it's great that you have come early, come in ”. Bob squeezed passed the door into the hall. He turned to see her finish the door, naked in the hallway, she turned and there she was in all her glory, pinhead pert and prick suspension.

She was used to pass, barely even one-night stands, being bent over and rammed from behind in car parks, car park, pub cubicle, often unknown torso passing fleetingly. Whether just a prospect meeting, as part of gang bangs, friends of friends brought over, never bothering to learn their name calling, rarely even getting to sleep together them. She didn't have any long-term protagonist so she was used to living in the here and now, without any regrets, enjoying what was in front end of her at that particular meter and apprehend it with both arms. To go for those fleeting moments of thinking someone cared, pretending to love and protect her but gone in the nictation of an eye.

Anita was enraptured to see Bob back this cockcrow, Bob was different and here he was, she had spent the night missing his warmth, his smile and mollify temperament, she really felt he cared. Unlike yesterday, today she can give birth him all day, his warm up kind side, like the paternal Father she never had, like her big brother and a fan.

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

"It's so good to see you, I thought it was too good to be honest and you wouldn't semen"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 deal to channelise him to the privy"I was about to contain a shower, but now you can link up me, bedevil your stuff in the hallway ”.

He dropped his day sack with geared wheel in the hallway as she stripped his tee shirt off over his headway and promptly loosen his belt. Soon he was also naked and his shorts, T-shirt and swim trunks were on the hall floor. Both his inflammation and his member were growing as he watched her naked body's every motility. Her small hitch 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 privy and ran the shower, standing clear of the initial stale urine, waiting for it to warm. Anita jogged into view with bosom and sausage swaying, holding a condom in one hand and lube in the early"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 encompass him with a huge kiss. It excited Bob to experience her bare breasts and consistence against his, even her warm free little sausage, brushing against his body, teasing the base of his erect gibe and dangling balls. He grabbed her tight posterior, pulling her tightly in close.

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

She then leaned against the shower head paries thrusting her rear backwards ; legs spread wide apart inviting Bob to enter her. Bob ran his middle finger down her spine until he reached her twinkling star rimmed entryway, she shuddered ; he applied the gel lubricant and slid his finger in, sliding it in promiscuous than last Nox

"Mmmmm oh that is nice, you've instruct quickly"whisper Anita.

He added a 2d, just lightly rotating. She was diffuse and quick ; seeing the H2O running down her tomentum and back, trickling either English of her hips, bum crack and her yearn ramification, was sensuous. He needed to be inside her once more and his dick was throbbing.

He slowly pulled his fingers out, Anita wiggled her hindquarters, enticing him, he applied some more lubricate to his condom wrapped stiff flag magnetic pole and engaged his tip to her little love cave and when he saw her headliner relax, he gently pushed with his coxa and his peter 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 iris pole. Bob's dick was not massive, but inside her she was tight around him. She waggled her berm and bum slightly, which transferred to Bob.

Bob found by lowering slightly and driving upwards he got a slightly smoother drive into her and her answer seemed to be 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 bounce off her, with each of his thrust forward being matched by her driving her ass back.

Bob reached around with one hand and felt her almost punishing cock and wanked her. With a life-time's experience of this, he knew his proficiency was undecomposed being rewarded by it growing in stiffness.

Anita slapped her hands on the bulwark"Yes, make out your little sister doll daddy, she's been bad"

"No, she's been good, daddy need to pay back her"Bob responded as he tightened his handle and tug on her now intemperate cock."Is that rewarding ?"

"Yes, yes, yes papa, I must be suuuuuuch a good female child, oh, oh, oh"said Anita, her part revealing she was nearing climax.

Then he felt her cock pulse rate and she let out a immense 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 quick cum on his hand proving he had satisfied her.

Building his own orgasm up, he looked down to see himself pound into this beautiful beast arse, feeling his lust for the fruit of this taboo and knowing she was done, he just had to release his own pressurised orgasm. Bob just motor forward onto her buttock and released his erupting load, holding his spear 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 mitt, her cheek beaming. She slipped his condom off and again, running her digit along from tip to open-end, poured what cum he had into her mouth, holding it on her tongue, Bob grabbed her and they kissed, open-mouthed so Bob could try out both his & her cum.

Bob pushed her against the side wall, his hitch dick against hers, her knocker on his chest, both kissing and holding each other, her bridge player grabbing his buttocks pulling him into her.

Bob pulled back and got some shower gel and applied some to Anita's hair, shoulders, hips and a new jet on her cock and glob. Being out of the shower stream, she soaped up quickly, laughing.

She reciprocated by lathering Bob up, washing his stopcock. She bent over for him to wash out 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 pilus dryer was. She stood there au naturel, titty and dick swaying as she ruffled her fingers 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 swim trunks back on, boxershorts, sandals and T-shirt as Anita popped in the bedroom and returned in a ticklish purple one-piece swimsuit, no camel toe, but no peter apparent either, she waggled her hips smiling for approval.

As soon as he had nodded and returned her smiling, she slipped on a pull up short pleated orange skirt and matching Edward White plunging enthrone type jersey, showing her segmentation. Bob was again transfixed ; she looked gorgeous with her pilus up.

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

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

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

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

At the Surf schoolhouse they were given footlocker to use, sized up for plank & wet suits, met an instructor and signed some forms. Initially they had some instruction on the sand on the beach, then just in the shallows, gradually getting thick and bigger moving ridge.

Outwardly they were just father and daughter enjoying liveliness, laughing, chatting, but Bob was enjoying every bit 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 Melville Bell and whistles on, but tomorrow his married woman would be better and it will all bear to change.

Throughout the day Bob could see how timid and unconfident Anita was, even for mildly elementary escapade as jumping waves, then diving through bigger unity, 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 positive male, definitely the father or big comrade 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 severance with the instructor, for apprehension ups and revisions, who was very patient, giving them both hints and tips, explaining how tides affect the surf and what to look for to catch the best waves.

They were soon in deeper H2O, sat on add-in, waiting for waving. The instructor had moved onto other socio-economic class 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 times they held hand, once when floating tread watering side by side to their boards, 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 undefended beach spigot's, Bob hoped they had changing way so they could portion but they just had midget cubicles. So they quickly changed and headed back to a beach bar for a beer and food.

They sat in the sun in the bar, chatting whilst eating and imbibing, Bob was so proud of that Anita felt so relaxed with him and that she was getting admiring looks from male and female passersby. She was still on a heights, talking through and repeating each niggling escapade, every small fry bad luck, teasing Bob over his own bad luck. Bob loved listening and chirping in, laughing. She was brilliant company, if only he could have met her 30 year ago.

By late afternoon, after a nice hamburger, beer and ice cream to finish, Anita leaned over and whispered,"If daddy is ready, how would he like to return to the 2-dimensional to serve his girl ?"Bob was both shocked and excited. They paid the greenback and walked back.

Upon entering the holiday savourless, 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 the boiler, wondering how she would appear tonight.

He poured the tea and sat on the couch, just as Anita appeared defenseless carrying the nursing bottle of lubricant, he watched her pass across to him, breasts and shaft swaying"dada, I've been bad and I need to be spanked"she smiled..

"No Anita, we've had a tremendous day, and you have been wonderful, in fact you have been so brave today, it's been cracking fun, daddy is gallant of his sugar baby chick and wants to repay her"he said"but she needs to differentiate him how she wants her wages ”.

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 brass glow ”.

Bob, was now not nearly as surprised by her request as he would have been a few daylight ago, so with the flat of his hands he slapped her one cheek, which wobbled in reaction, then again on the other"a small harder, I want prissy rosy buttock daddy ”.

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

Anita was now gasping at each strike, and her buttock were reddening. Being right-handed, Bob kept the smacking up with his aright hand whilst his left dropped and felt for her one boob, found her nipple was pixilated and erect, so he tweaked it gruelling between his thumb and forefinger, hearing Anita gasp.

He felt a brushwood on his leg, realising that Anita was growing too, he squeezed his manus between her second joint and held onto her cock, stroking her balls with his thumb he gave a couple of tugs on her growing member. As he felt her stiffen, he released to fall to spanking her again, to give to teasing her dig, alternating between the two.

He synchronized each slap with each tweak or a tease of her nipple and she responded with a gasp but no asking to barricade, even with her cheeks now glowing brightly.

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

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

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

Then with his own cock throbbing he wanted to give her more, to fulfill her before he was, to pick up her moan with pleasure, he withdrew his fingerbreadth and commanded"stand up Anita ”. She raised herself up, kissing him and stood up just away from him, looking down, with Bob level with her sausage at half-mast and throbbing.

Bob thought, it's now or never. Tomorrow it could all be different and he may regret never having experienced this with this beautiful, sexy, exotic woman. The opportunity was there for him, like it or loath it he wanted to. Ignoring his heterosexual male computer programming, he wanted to get over this 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 back talk, wrapped his sassing around it and sucked until it filled his mouth, his lips touching her hairless torso and ball carrier bag at the base.

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

Initially he was shy, worried he would taste piss, but she tasted of sea salt and a footling deodorant but cipher bad. He sucked her growing calamus between the roof of his mouth and his spit, sucking on it between the two, it was getting bad. This strong heterosexual taboo line 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 forbidden fruit.

Anita's workforce were on his head, stroking his whisker as Bob pulled back, so her little spade was just inside his back talk 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 trigger tonsils and he gagged, coughing saliva and strangely enjoyed it.

He pulled his caput back until once again only the swaged lip on the promontory of her cock was in his oral fissure, he teasingly licked and sucked at her tip, then her work force 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 stopcock was now heavy, thankfully not too long, but bad than his mouthpiece the way it was hitting the back of his throat. He didn't mind ; he was enjoying hearing her moan and pant in pleasure. His spittle lubricating her dig, so he bobbed his own head along her now hard shaft.

Bob gripped her impertinence, remembering she had ample lube, he pulled her cheek apart and worked a digit around, teased the rim of her petty beloved cave and then engaged and entered in time with a thrust of his heading to dive her footling beam into him.

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

Bob was now vigorous head bobbing, so he added a second finger to Anita's anus and that was it,"Wwwooooooowww Yeeeessss"Anita squealed as a tasting of salty succus indicated what must be pre-cum in his mouth as her tool withdrew over his tongue and as he trapped her swaged coon end inside his lips a hot shot of cum squabble out into the binding of his throat and she thrust him deep onto her cock as another squirt came out.

Anita squealed in delight"OOOooooo BBBobbbbb ”, Bob gagged with his sassing wax of cock and cum down his throat, he swallowed some salty fluid and pulled half way back still sucking, to get some pressure off his tonsil, licking her now slippery hosiery and give her long deadening stroke, feeling her relax and deflate.

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

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

Bob was relieved she didn't end 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 cock, the one attached to this beautiful, funny person and he had amply satisfied a highly sexually experienced erotic trunk.

Not just that but he had enjoyed it, he had been turned on by it ; he wanted it ; he wasn't sure whether it was her climactic orgasm or how Brobdingnagian a pot it was to enjoy this forestall yield, 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 egg for liberation. Anita ‘ s hands fought to strip him of his T-shirt and shorts, almost tearing his boxers off. Once his dick was exposed, she dropped and plunged her mouth onto it, giving it various quick thrusts before releasing it.

She stood up and once again grabbed him and led him to the sleeping room with his shaft, he had to do a straightaway dancing to release his metrical foot from his shortstop without falling over,"It's time for daughter to allow daddy his pleasure, now she is meet"Anita promised.

In the chamber she immediately slipped on a safety on him, climbed onto the bed, on her knees and men on the bed, presenting her round of drinks impudence to him"seminal fluid inside me again ”.

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

Bob started pounding her arse hard, his hands on her rose hip, bouncing off her rear with a slap and gasp from her, she was gripping him with her muscles, making her a tighter fit as he pulled back to sequestrate, relaxing to facilitate his plunge forward.

Bob's genu slipped, dropping all his weight on her, which caused her to decrease matt on the bed"Don't stop dada, stick inside ”.

Anita was flat on the bed now, Bob led on top. She widened her peg to relieve things, but Bob was loving feeling her nates cheeks pressing on the height of his second joint. Resting on her back, he put his system of weights on his cubitus, slid his hands under her to detect her boob to stroke and tweak her nipples.

Raising his knees off the bed, balancing on his toes, he restarted pumping into her arse, she felt so undecomposed. This was completely unlike to his wife's pussy ; Anita was again tensing and relaxing her muscles in prison term with his thrusts.

Her head turned sideways, so he could kiss her cheek and draw close her hair and neck ; she was gasping with his push and giving light squeals of delight as he twisted her nipples.

Bob was in sensual overload, pumping faster, hearing a blaring of Anita's voice and peel on skin slaps whilst feeling her soft frame outside and her pulsating muscles inside, he felt his balls twitch with his own climax rising, then his beam muscle twitch and he exploded into the condom again, holding the jabbing and wiggling his shank into her butt, 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 golden moolah skirt ”.

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

He got up to pee a cup of tea, returned to find Anita curled up under the eiderdown, with it still early evening, they still had a lot of time before Bob would receive to make his apologies and leave, he felt a pang of disappointment at the loss of this erotic holiday Romance full of forbidden fruit and break dance taboos.

So as they sat in bed, sipping tea, Bob explained that his wife would be to a greater extent than likely better tomorrow and so whilst they could still surfboard and do other affair together, under the pretense of his master narration, as just inadvertent acquaintance, he couldn't peril 30 years of marriage.

Anita responded"I know, it was the most wondrous thing, I have never felt so close to anyone or felt so rewarded in tax return by a gentle, sort, funny man, I know this has taken a neat leap of faith from yourself, being an old straight fart"Anita giggled.

"Don't worry, you won't be the 1st conjoin man to leave me to run back to his wife, but you are the first to own a holiday romance with me, the first I really worry for and the kickoff that I want to see again. I can't ask you to give that up, nor risk of infection 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 disclosure for me, please can we continue supporter ?"Anita asked.

"I would like that, as far as Sue is concerned we met as surf crony by accident, if you meet her tomorrow I know she will like you, she always wanted a daughter after our son, but unfortunately Word run in both our crime syndicate, so we stuck to one. Lets swap telephone set numbers then if I can't sports meeting you for 9 in the break of day for another breaker deterrent example I can let you know - plus you can percentage your belated picture with me, delight ?"

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

Bob came rotund dozily, feeling Anita's bridge player stroking his swelling sausage, as it responded to his waking from slumber."Sorry I didn't mean to come alive you Bob, it is just so nice to lie with someone so caring and gentle. If this is what a unfeigned relationship is like, then I definitely want one now, my chemical group sex cum bucketful solar day are over."Anita stated as she gently worked her flaccid manus on his now enlarging shaft.

Anita leaned over to kiss him, continuing to fuck off his throbbing and growing irradiation stiff. Once potent Anita dropped her header and began sucking his flag magnetic pole that pointing to the cap. She pulled up then he felt a footling tickle on the end of his shaft and her lip enfold down again–she had loaded him with another condom !

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

She led on top, branch straddling him and kissed him and with a arch smile said"well, I couldn't miss one more chance for daddy to fuck me ”. Pecked a candy kiss on his lips and sat up, he could feel her dampness from ahead of time on his torso.

She raised herself up, change backwards, squatting just over his flagpole. He felt her fingers guide her onto the tip and hung there for a unawares while, as she got into a comfy position. She then slowly slid down his shaft,"Mmmmmm ”. Once again her tight love cave slid on Bob's lance until her buttocks bottomed out on him"How does that feel ?"

"Oh, bloody tremendous you gorgeous girl you"Bob said looking up at her, her hair flowing down her berm over her breasts and there resting on his small belly was her wilted trivial sausage balloon again. Bob was feeling to a greater extent at repose seeing it, being aroused, excited and attracted by it and her shrunk trivial ball release and the visual sense sat on him. Bob thanked god it wasn't 8 column inch with a shopping bag dangling with two huge orange in it.

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

Bob couldn't resist, his one hand quietly stroked and fondled her breasts and his other twiddled her wilted sausage, teasing it back into life story, still slimy from her in the beginning orgasm, he enjoyed feeling the pedigree 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 hide forwards and backwards until it was stiff, so he wrapped his hand on it tightly, pushing and pulling in fourth dimension with her grinding their hip joint. Anita let out a whispered"mmmmMMMmm"with her head tilted back, her haircloth falling off her articulatio humeri to attack behind her, her eyelids half-closed as she focused on the joy of their forcible contact.

Bob felt her love burrow muscles tighten, and she rose up, then down slowly on his ranging pole. This was lovely as he matched her rhythm on her own now set rotating shaft, hoping to see her push through again.

She was now quietly gasping with each deep insertion into her"oh, oh, oh, oh"rising herself higher but making sure enough Bob's tip always remained inside her. She reached her subdivision behind her, rested her hands on Bob's knee joint so she could support her weight as she increased her tempo. Her hairsbreadth waved freely behind her."Umph, umph, umph, umph"she grunted as her impertinence slapped onto Bob's moistness crotch.

Bob dropped her cock out of his hired man to fondle both of her flattened titty and it landed on his lower 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 tush. Breaking all those heterosexual taboos again but it he no longer cared, he had now scrapped his male person heterosexual programming looking up at this rattling cleaning lady 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 look-alike slap.

The two of them repeatedly pounded their rose hip together, Bob was grabbing her hips, wanting to see her tit saltation in unison with her jibe bounce and slap on his stomach whilst feeling her tight apoplexy as they met, then lift separate and repeat and repeat and repeat. He felt that tingle in his strict fleur-de-lis terminal with his sexual climax climaxing, he wanted to pleasure this wonderful charwoman but couldn't cargo deck back, at their next engagement he held onto her, releasing into her, grinding her"AAaarrrrgggghhhhh oh Anita"he exclaimed.

But she hadn't cum, he hadn't satisfied her ; he was frustrated with himself, disappointed, gutted ; he wanted to see her cum ; he needed her to cum to try his humanity, 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 heights onto his pectus and with one hand masturbated her into his mouth. Holding her light staff, wanking her fast and backbreaking, whilst lacing and sucking on her tip.

Anita exclaimed, her voice rising with each password"Bob, Oh Bob, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming ”. Bob released his grip, grabbed her waist and pulled her higher up his chest of drawers, with his mouth capable so her stiff peter entered inside and he closed his lips tightly and sucked hard.

Anita fell forwards over his head holding onto the headboard of the bed but thrust her pelvic girdle into his human face, pulling up, just enough to proceed her inside his rima oris, then driving back down, fucking his brass. Anita grabbed and screamed into a pillow"Aaaaaaaaaa"and Bob felt the pulsing of her rod then a spurt of salty cum in his mouth, he gripped her backside and held her wet onto his face, sucking hard as a secondly blob of cum entered his mouth. He sucked her to her final stage drop and then as her shaft deflated, he released her.

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

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

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

To Be Continued *******