carol in Mexico
Carol is 39 and holding. Her ex bought her a distich of ‘ C'loving cup that are perfect for her slim skeleton. Nature gave her improbable legs ; she keeps them firm and slim.
Amytal eyes and a pleasant face don't tell the real story, though.

This is a taradiddle about one calendar week in the best sex year of my life.

After my divorcement I went from 20 class of what Christmas carol called ‘ housewife'sex to the hottest daughter I had ever had. Carol didn't just like sex. She needed it. If we missed a twain of sidereal day she would rub against me like she was in heat. Because she was. Her pussy dripped and steamed ! That first year we fucked at parties on the bathroom cesspool in people's guest bath. She would suck my cock behind the bushes at pool company. I got mitt jobs at the movie theater. We began to look at all public places from the standpoint of where could have a go at it without being caught or seen. I carried a bedroll and voiceless foam shock absorber in the back of my hostile expedition so we could screw in parking set. It twisted my head. I became obsessed with our sex life.

I invited her to spend a workweek in Puerto Vallarta. It was the best sex of my total life ! We used up a quart of massage oil. I bribed the maiden because of the peck we made of the sheets.

I thought I knew about sex because I had been married and had screwed a few women before marriage. I was wrong. There were a bunch of really erotic things that I had never experienced. Carol always made me finger like I was in charge, but we somehow ‘ discovered'several erotic love acts that I had never performed before.

The hotel was located at the Dixie boundary of town in a semi-private cove. The movie ‘ Nox of the iguana'had been filmed near there in the sixties with Liz Zachary Taylor and Richard Burton. Very romantic. Warm, humid with a slight piece of cake. Swaying palm tree diagram. The whole tropic thing.

We ordered Pina Coladas after we saw the barman climb/run up a particularly horizontal coconut palm tree and rap down a span of junky with his panga. He then carved them and served the best cocktail I have ever had. There is something special about unfermented coco palm milk in one's Pina Colada. Not to mention the play of the climb and machete military action on a big tree dais in the bar orbit !

Several cocktails later we headed off to our elbow room. We both were anticipating our first making love of the trip. While she changed into something sexy, I went out onto the 5th base balcony. The adjacent door neighbors were murmuring so I spied on them. Jackpot ! This skirt was kneeling in front man of our neighbour and sucking his dick as he looked away from me and watched the sunset. I shushed Carol as she came out. I pointed and gestured ‘ subdued ! ’. Carol peered over the divider and gave me a smiling."Is that what you'd like ?"“ Uh….yeah !"
As Carol snaked my humanity out of my beach shorts, I looked over at my neighbour. Pretty erotic, watching and receiving at the Saame time !
Competitive me. I began to equate techniques. The neighbor was clearly less enthusiastic then Carol. It was our first Nox of course !

We retreated to the bedroom before Carol's knees chafed. It was more of a stunt than erotic loving for me.
We made passion over and over. Her firm ‘ C's bounced erotically as I pounded the red snapper into submission. carol loved slow rage, but she liked being hammered, too.
I was exhausted. We slept for a couple of hour and I awoke. I had wood again ! Arrrgh ! I poured some massage oil and began a good body massage of my hottie. She smiled and purred as I rubbed every inch of her hot body. On her back, her nipples stood up and barked at me. ‘ Lick us !"I heard. I rubbed the blind drunk little box of happiness with one hand and sucked alternately at each house titty. She purred some more.

Look close. My cock is on her mouth.

I grabbed my manhood with my well lubed manus, kneeled by her upturned face and began to stroke. Inspired by alcoholic beverage and lust, I instructed her to open her mouth and form a traffic circle with her lips.



The Aiming dot


As I stroked my pith, she began to amount alive. To my surprise she growled up at me :"cum in my mouth ”. I stroked faster. Her mouth pulsated and she licked her tongue around her lips. My mastermind screamed and semen spurted out the end of my rock hard dick. The foremost squirt shaft across her face onto the sheet. The next two I aimed into her willing warm up mouth. I milked my seminal fluid into her anxious throat. The viscid sauce disappeared down the darkness. I was spent. I leaned back.
I felt guilty. Christmas carol had morphed from my lover to my love slut/puppet. And willingly. This ranked up there with my first blowjob !
The next day, we hired a little Nissan hack to make us into town. Christmas carol had on a sun clothes with no panties.


Rich was conquered by this kitty.

Carol was sitting directly behind the driver. I was in the decently rear. I reached over and began to finger fuck her. Just like in high gear school. She gripped my arm and I realized that she was loving it. I glanced at the driver. He was driving. I picked up the pace and added a digit. carol grip tightened. Her sanies was flowing and I sped up a little more. Her eyes rolled back in her headspring and she almost pierced my hide with her nails. A small groan came out of her. She had orgasmed ! It was mostly masked by route noise, but I looked at Jose. No reaction. I looked at Carol. She was gritting her tooth.
Carol is the live sex partner I have ever been with. Times three.

Christmas carol doesn't know the next part. I didn't think it would please her.

That night we reprised the balcony military action. She was wearing another sun garb with no panty. On her spine. On the balcony table. Her chief hanging over the side. My stock engorged rod working it's way in and out of her willing oval sassing. One manus rubbed her semi-shaved pussy. She was as wet as common.
I spied movement to my left. It was the neighbor clotheshorse, pulling a spy job, like I had done the night before ! Our eyes met. He smiled through his eyes and gave me the thumbs up sign ! Shit ! If Carol knew she was being watched……..

Carol looks even cuter with my turncock in her mouth.



The succeeding night we had dinner at the upscale eating place located on the former film set. It had multiple levels and all the tabular array looked out over the Pacific.
Swank !
She wore a sequined spaghetti strap top and short annulus with ‘ fuck me'pumps.
We snuck away from the bunch and I boned her behind a pot palm. The whole walking over she rubbed me through the light cotton fabric of my beach trouser. A quickly survey of the crew and she bent over for some putz. I gave it four or five shot and quit. Mr. peter didn't understand the abrupt ending. We fucked in public just to say we did. She would roll in the hay me anywhere if the risk was manageable. I became her slave boy.

Dinner is served !

My brain caved in after this misstep. I became her slave.
All rational thought ended.
It was her architectural plan from the beginning.


PS
I didn't make any of this shit up .