Dear referee, hopefully you will savor my story. If you like this, then please read my others.

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In the sunup Bob convinced his married woman he was getting out early to meet up with the"lads ”, for a breakers lesson ( a lesson that oddly none would make except for this one lovely young peeress ... ). Thankfully, as formula for the second day of a migraine, she was still suffering, and she planned to appease in bed with curtains drawn.

Bob made his way across town, all night he thought of Anita and struggled with his inner sexual identicalness. If someone had told him two days ago what he did last dark, 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 strong paternal protective instinct over her. Was this his midlife crisis ? Oddly, as she had a cock of her own, he didn't feel he was betraying his wife or cheated on her.

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

"Bob, I worried that you would not arrive 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 anteroom. He turned to see her close the door, naked in the hall, she turned and there she was in all her glory, boob pert and dick dangling.

She was used to fling, barely even one-night stands, being bent over and rammed from behind in car parkland, Rosa Parks, pub booths, often nameless soundbox passing fleetingly. Whether just a chance meeting, as part of gang bang, friends of supporter brought over, never bothering to larn their public figure, rarely even getting to know them. She didn't have any semipermanent friends so she was used to living in the second, without any declination, enjoying what was in battlefront of her at that especial time and savvy it with both arms. To live for those fugitive moments of thinking someone cared, pretending to bed and protect her but gone in the winking of an eye.

Anita was rapturous to see Bob back this morning, Bob was different and here he was, she had spent the Night missing his warmth, his smile and gentle temperament, she really felt he cared. Unlike yesterday, today she can sustain him all day, his warm variety face, like the paternal father she never had, like her big buddy and a lover.

She ran the few stride to Bob, jumped up and wrapped herself around him with her blazonry and pegleg, kissing him on the mouth and cheeks.

"It's so good to see you, I thought it was too good to be lawful and you wouldn't come"she whispered in his ear and then she nibbled it. Although not lowering at all with her slim build, she dropped back down onto her ft then held Bob's manus to channelize him to the bathroom"I was about to take a rain shower, but now you can link me, discombobulate your stuff in the hallway ”.

He dropped his day sack with gear in the hallway as she stripped his T-shirt off over his head and promptly loosen his knock. Soon he was also naked and his shorts, T-shirt and swim trunks were on the hallway floor. Both his excitement and his member were growing as he watched her naked physical structure's every move. Her low limp cock wiggling almost hypnotized Bob, finding it strange to be turned on by watching what should be taboo for a straight person man.

Bob walked into the lavatory and ran the shower, standing clear of the initial cold water supply, waiting for it to warm. Anita jogged into prospect with knocker and sausage swaying, holding a condom in one helping hand and lubricant in the other"we'll need these"as she put the lubricating substance onto the exhibitor's soap shelf and kept the safe packet in her one hand.

She stepped up to embrace him with a huge kiss. It excited Bob to palpate her naked breasts and body against his, even her warm up loose petty sausage, brushing against his consistence, teasing the base of his erect shaft and dangling balls. He grabbed her pixilated buttocks, pulling her tightly in close.

Anita's one hand gripped Bob's shaft and tightly stroked it"I need you good and toilsome for this exhibitor"she smiled wickedly. She then dropped onto one 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 quiz the water with her script and adjusted it slightly.

She then leaned against the rain shower top dog wall thrusting her nates backwards ; legs spread encompassing apart inviting Bob to put down her. Bob ran his middle finger down her spine until he reached her twinkling star rimmed entrance, she shuddered ; he applied the gel lube and slid his digit in, sliding it in prosperous than last nighttime

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

He added a 2nd, just lightly rotating. She was soft and warmly ; seeing the water running down her hair and back, trickling either side of her hips, bum scissure and her long legs, was sensuous. He needed to be inside her once more and his dick was throbbing.

He slowly pulled his fingers out, Anita wiggled her rear, enticing him, he applied some more lube to his condom wrapped stiff flag magnetic pole and engaged his tip to her little passion cave and when he saw her principal 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 custody caught her hip, and they began slowly driving into each early 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 smoother crusade into her and her response seemed to be commendation. He in this position could up the tempo, with Anita gasping"Oh, oh, oh, oh"in time with each effort, he was now starting to resile off her, with each of his drives forward being matched by her driving her ass back.

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

Anita slapped her hands on the wall"Yes, fuck your little babe dame papa, she's been bad"

"No, she's been good, pappa want to reinforce her"Bob responded as he tightened his clasp and tug on her now hard cock."Is that rewarding ?"

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

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

construction his own coming up, he looked down to see himself pound into this beautiful creatures arse, feeling his lecherousness for the fruit of this taboo and knowing she was done, he just had to release his own pressurise orgasm. Bob just drove forward onto her cheeks and released his erupting load, holding his ray of light hard in, until it began deflating to then draw off from her.

As soon as he was out, Anita turned around and sucked her cum off his wanking handwriting, her side beaming. She slipped his condom off and again, running her fingers 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 taste both his & her cum.

Bob pushed her against the side of meat wall, his gimp dick against hers, her breasts on his pectus, both kissing and holding each former, her hands grabbing his rump pulling him into her.

Bob pulled back and got some shower bath gel and applied some to Anita's hair, shoulders, pelvic girdle and a new spurt on her pecker and balls. Being out of the shower stream, she soaped up quickly, laughing.

She reciprocated by lathering Bob up, washing his cock. She bent over for him to wash her bum, teasing and tickling her wet relaxed ring.

Bob couldn't believe how sensuous this was as they rinsed off, seize 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 fuzz dryer was. She stood there au naturel, boobs and prick swaying as she ruffled her digit 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 bole back on, drawers, sandals and tee shirt as Anita popped in the chamber and returned in a touchy imperial one-piece swimsuit, no camel toe, but no dick apparent either, she waggled her pelvic girdle smiling for approval.

As soon as he had nodded and returned her smile, she slipped on a pull up short pleated orange skirt and matching white plunging vest type T-shirt, showing her cleavage. Bob was again impale ; she looked gorgeous with her hairsbreadth up.

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

Just before opening the door, Anita turned bob around to French people kiss him lovingly"utmost kiss, as it won't facial expression unspoiled in public for papa and daughter 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 regain the surf school.

Bob couldn't believe the smell Anita was getting from multitude 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 school they were given lockers to use, sized up for boards & wet wooing, 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 deeper and magnanimous moving ridge.

Outwardly they were just father and daughter enjoying life, laughing, chatting, but Bob was enjoying every minute of arc of being with this beautiful adult female that he was having sex with, whilst continuing his paternal care for her. This was his summer romance with kinky Alexander Melville Bell and whistles on, but tomorrow his wife would be better and it will all feature to change.

Throughout the day Bob could see how timid and unconfident Anita was, even for mildly simple dangerous undertaking as jumping wave, then diving through with child ones, even though she could float well, he realised what she had previously meant, although with encouragement she got braver as the day wore on.

Anita loved being with a sure-footed Male, definitely the father or big pal she never had. His comportment made her confident, even when terrified, his approving feel and nod and his sarcastic jokes that broke the ice when she wasn't sure.

They had stopped for a few breaks with the instructor, for catch ups and revisions, who was very affected role, giving them both hints and tips, explaining how tide affect the breakers and what to seem for to overhear the best waves.

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

Bobbing on the sea together chatting, not too far from shore, a few time they held hands, once when floating tread watering next to their table, Anita plunk 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 leased gearing, showered in the open beach faucet's, Bob hoped they had changing room so they could portion 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 proud of that Anita felt so relaxed with him and that she was getting admiring looks from male and distaff passersby. She was still on a heights, talking through and repeating each trivial adventure, every venial misadventure, teasing Bob over his own bad luck. Bob loved listening and chirping in, laughing. She was brilliant company, if only he could feature met her 30 years ago.

By late afternoon, after a nice burger, beer and ice ointment to finish, Anita leaned over and whispered,"If pa is prepare, how would he care to turn back to the 2-dimensional to service his daughter ?"Bob was both shocked and excited. They paid the flier and walked back.

Upon entering the vacation flat, Bob dropped his day-sack and Anita scampered to the bedroom"pop the kettledrum on Bob"she shouted. So Bob returned to the lounge and kitchenette to fulfill the tympanum, wondering how she would come along tonight.

He poured the tea and sat on the lounge, just as Anita appeared defenseless carrying the bottleful of lubricating substance, he watched her walk of life across to him, breasts and hawkshaw swaying"Daddy, I've been bad and I need to be spanked"she smiled..

"No Anita, we've had a wonderful day, and you have been wonderful, in fact you have been so endure today, it's been great fun, pop is proud of his simoleons baby doll and wants to reward her"he said"but she needs to assure him how she wants her reward ”.

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

Bob, was now not nearly as surprise by her requests as he would sustain been a few twenty-four hours ago, so with the flatbed of his hands he slapped her one cheek, which wobbled in response, then again on the other"a short harder, I want nice rosy cheek pop ”.

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

Anita was now gasping at each strike, and her cheeks were reddening. Being dextrorotary, Bob kept the slaps up with his right mitt whilst his left hand dropped and felt for her one bosom, found her nipple was corpse and upright, so he tweaked it arduous between his thumb and forefinger, hearing Anita gasp.

He felt a coppice on his leg, realising that Anita was growing too, he squeezed his deal between her second joint and held onto her prick, stroking her balls with his thumb he gave a couple of tugboat on her growing phallus. As he felt her stiffen, he released to return to spanking her again, to devolve to teasing her shaft, alternating between the two.

He synchronized each slap with each tweak or a minx of her nipple and she responded with a gasp but no requests to discontinue, 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 excite her, so he leaned forward and kissed each brass whilst stroking her one mammilla softly.

Then he dribbled lube directly onto her star ringed cave and watch it twitch and Anita flinch with the sense of touch of the insensate gel. Bob stroked her star with his finger, 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 nerve, to which she responded with"Mmmmmm ”. Whilst close to her pleasure anchor ring, Bob felt drawn in he wanted to crossbreed another taboo threshold before the day was out, he extended his tongue and licked her star muscle rim teasing it around his bang up fingers, Anita squirmed in pleasure and exhaled an"oooooh that's lovely ”.

Then with his own dick throbbing he wanted to make her more, to satisfy her before he was, to hear 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 layer with her sausage at half-mast and throbbing.

Bob thought, it's now or never. Tomorrow it could all be dissimilar and he may regret never having experienced this with this beautiful, sexy, exotic woman. The chance was there for him, like it or loath it he wanted to. Ignoring his heterosexual Male programming, he wanted to cross this major limen of taboo.

He grabbed her by her nerve and pulled her forwards ; he opened his sassing and with his lips gathered her warm throb sausage into his mouth, wrapped his backtalk around it and sucked until it filled his sass, his rim touching her hairless body and ball sack at the base.

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

Initially he was unsure, worried he would taste piss, but she tasted of sea salt and a little deodorant but nothing bad. He sucked her growing beam of light between the ceiling of his mouth and his knife, sucking on it between the two, it was getting fully grown. This firm heterosexual taboo melodic phrase was well and truly queer, Bob found it turning him on, ` how could he be finding this so arouse'he thought shockingly. He was enjoying this forbidden fruit.

Anita's hands were on his head, stroking his hair as Bob pulled back, so her little spade was just inside his lips and licked around it. Her hands then pulled him inwards, driving her now stiffened rod into him. He sucked and her cock hit his vomit up trigger palatine tonsil and he gagged, coughing spittle and strangely enjoyed it.

He pulled his caput back until once again only the swaged lip on the caput of her cock was in his sass, he teasingly licked and sucked at her tip, then her mitt pulled him back onto her again, her putz drove to the back of his sassing, now ready for it he could control the gag reflex.

Anita's cock was now hard, thankfully not too long, but bigger than his mouth the way it was hitting the back of his pharynx. He didn't psyche ; he was enjoying hearing her moan and gasp in pleasure. His spittle lubricating her shaft, so he bobbed his own principal along her now severely shaft.

Bob gripped her buttock, remembering she had sizable lubricating substance, he pulled her cheek apart and worked a fingerbreadth around, teased the rim of her little erotic love cave and then engaged and entered in clip with a thrust of his head to engross her little shaft into him.

Anita squealed in joy"that is sooooo fucking well Bob, suck my cock daddy, suck me"as her work force encouraged him to sink her cock deep into his mouth, whilst sucking and squeezing it with his tongue, his digit probing into her behind, 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 gustatory modality of salty juice indicated what must be pre-cum in his mouth as her cock withdrew over his knife and as he trapped her swaged nigga end inside his lips a hot shot of cum spat out into the book binding of his throat and she thrust him deep onto her cock as another squirt came out.

Anita squealed in please"OOOooooo BBBobbbbb ”, Bob gagged with his mouthpiece full of peter and cum down his throat, he swallowed some salty fluid and pulled half way back still sucking, to get some pressure off his tonsilla, licking her now slippery hose and collapse her prospicient wearisome strokes, feeling her relax and deflate.

Anita's hands pulled him up upwards by the pilus. He released his finger's breadth from her anus and let her half limp hosepipe flop out of his lips as he stood. As soon as they were level, she plunged her lingua into his mouthpiece and kissed him passionately and hugged him hard.

"Oy Myyy GGggooodddd Bob, you give great point that was just about the secure blow job ever"Anita finally confirmed"I wish I could take lasted foresighted but your fingers just POW set me off. You are the trump dada 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 last any longer, but was at first shocked and disgusted at the tabu he had broken, felt he should be ashamed but then surprised and elated that he had sucked her pecker, the one attached to this beautiful, funny somebody and he had amply satisfied a highly sexually experient titillating physical structure.

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 huge a deal it was to savor this taboo yield, or a mix of both. He was beyond caring ; he was euphoric.

Now his own dick was bursting at the seams and begging for atonement and his clump for going. Anita ‘ s handwriting fought to despoil him of his T-shirt and trunks, almost tearing his boxers off. Once his putz was exposed, she dropped and plunged her rima oris onto it, giving it respective ready thrusts before releasing it.

She stood up and once again grabbed him and led him to the bedroom with his putz, he had to do a prompt dance to release his feet from his short without falling over,"It's time for daughter to permit daddy his pleasure, now she is satisfied"Anita promised.

In the chamber she immediately slipped on a condom on him, climbed onto the bed, on her human knee and workforce on the bed, presenting her round cheeks to him"ejaculate inside me again ”.

Bob almost jumped on the bed, on his stifle and brought his engorged appendage up to her entry and drove in. She was as tight and warm as he remembered, Anita squealed in pleasure and a little pain.

Bob started pounding her posterior knockout, his script on her hips, 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 withdraw, relaxing to ease his plunge forward.

Bob's articulatio genus slipped, dropping all his weight on her, which caused her to accrue apartment on the bed"Don't plosive pa, stay inside ”.

Anita was flat on the bed now, Bob led on top. She widened her stage to allay things, but Bob was loving feeling her posterior cheek pressing on the tops of his thigh. Resting on her back, he put his weight on his elbows, slid his paw under her to determine her white meat to stroke and fine-tune her nipples.

Raising his knee off the bed, balancing on his toes, he restarted pumping into her rump, she felt so upright. This was completely different to his wife's pussy ; Anita was again strain and relaxing her muscles in sentence with his thrusts.

Her pass turned sideways, so he could kiss her cheek and nestle her hair and neck ; she was gasping with his thrust and giving illume squeals of pleasure as he twisted her nipples.

Bob was in animal overburden, pumping faster, hearing a blaring of Anita's voice and pelt on skin slaps whilst feeling her soft flesh exterior and her pulsating heftiness inside, he felt his balls twitch with his own orgasm rising, then his quill muscle twitch and he exploded into the condom again, holding the thrust and wiggling his waist into her buns, staying to empty his balls, holding there for a short interruption then relaxed.

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

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 piddling warm limp hose against him.

He got up to do a cup of tea, returned to find Anita curled up under the duvet, with it still early evening, they still had a lot of time before Bob would sustain to make his apology and impart, he felt a sting of disappointment at the passing of this erotic holiday romance full of tabu fruit and transgress taboos.

So as they sat in bed, sipping tea, Bob explained that his married woman would be Sir Thomas More than likely better tomorrow and so whilst they could still channel-surf and do other things together, under the pretence of his original tale, as just accidental friend, he couldn't risk 30 yr of marriage.

Anita responded"I know, it was the most rattling thing, I have never felt so close to anyone or felt so rewarded in yield by a gentle, variety, funny man, I know this has taken a great leaping of faith from yourself, being an old neat flatus"Anita giggled.

"Don't worry, you won't be the first matrimonial man to leave me to run back to his wife, but you are the start to induce a vacation romanticism with me, the offset I really manage for and the start that I want to see again. I can't ask you to pass on that up, nor risk you losing it, if we meet I will be deliberate with anything I say, I would like to stay on in contact as this has been such a Revelation for me, please can we rest booster ?"Anita asked.

"I would like that, as far as Sue is concerned we met as surf brother by accident, if you meet her tomorrow I know she will like you, she always wanted a girl after our son, but unfortunately son run in both our family, so we stuck to one. Lets swap phone numbers game then if I can't meet you for 9 in the morning for another surf lesson I can let you get laid - plus you can share your late photograph with me, please ?"

Tea cupful set aside, they swapped numbers pool, curled up, kissed and cuddled and dozed.

Bob came round dozily, feeling Anita's hand stroking his swelling sausage, as it responded to his waking from slumber."Sorry I didn't mean to wake you Bob, it is just so dainty to lie with someone so handle and gentle. If this is what a unfeigned relationship is like, then I definitely want one now, my group sex cum pail Clarence Shepard Day Jr. are over."Anita stated as she gently worked her soft paw on his now enlarging shaft.

Anita leaned over to kiss him, continuing to masturbate his throbbing and growing beam of light stiff. Once stiff Anita dropped her head and began sucking his flag pole that pointing to the roof. She pulled up then he felt a fiddling titillation on the end of his jibe and her mouth enfold down again–she had loaded him with another prophylactic !

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

She led on top, leg straddling him and kissed him and with a repellant smile said"wellspring, I couldn't miss one Thomas More opportunity for pa to sleep with me ”. Pecked a kiss on his lip and sat up, he could experience her dampness from early on on his torso.

She raised herself up, shifted backwards, squatting just over his range pole. He felt her fingerbreadth guide her onto the tip and hung there for a unforesightful patch, as she got into a well-fixed placement. She then slowly skid down his dick,"Mmmmmm ”. Once again her loaded lovemaking cave slid on Bob's jibe 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 pilus flowing down her shoulder joint over her breasts and there resting on his lowly belly was her limp footling sausage again. Bob was feeling more at ease seeing it, being aroused, excited and attracted by it and her shrunk slight clod sack and the vision sat on him. Bob thanked god it wasn't 8 inch with a shopping bag dangling with two immense orangeness in it.

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

Bob couldn't resist, his one bridge player quietly stroked and fondled her breasts and his former twiddled her limp sausage, teasing it back into aliveness, still slimy from her earlier climax, he enjoyed feeling the blood 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 skin forwards and backwards until it was corpse, so he wrapped his mitt on it tightly, pushing and pulling in clip with her grinding their hip joint. Anita let out a whispered"mmmmMMMmm"with her question tilted back, her haircloth falling off her berm to round behind her, her eyelids half-closed as she focused on the delight of their strong-arm contact.

Bob felt her love tunnel muscles tighten, and she rose up, then down slowly on his flagpole. This was lovely as he matched her rhythm method of birth control on her own now strict slam, hoping to see her erupt again.

She was now quietly gasping with each inscrutable insertion into her"oh, oh, oh, oh"rising herself gamy but making sure as shooting Bob's tip always remained inside her. She reached her subdivision behind her, rested her hands on Bob's knee joint so she could hold up her weight as she increased her tempo. Her hair waved freely behind her."Umph, umph, umph, umph"she grunted as her cheeks slapped onto Bob's damp crotch.

Bob dropped her shaft out of his hands to fondle both of her flatten out breasts and it landed on his down in the mouth 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 arse. Breaking all those heterosexual taboo again but it he no longer cared, he had now scrapped his Male heterosexual person computer programming looking up at this howling woman and was now excited with renewed vitality 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 articulatio coxae together, Bob was grabbing her rose hip, wanting to see her bosom bounce in unison with her beam bounce and smack on his breadbasket whilst feeling her mingy stroke as they met, then turn out freestanding and repetition and repeat and repetition. He felt that tingle in his strict iris magnetic pole with his orgasm climaxing, he wanted to pleasure this rattling adult female but couldn't hold 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 prove his manhood, that he could meet her. In desperation he withdrew his relaxing member, lifted her up whilst he slid down the bed, for her to sit high onto his breast and with one hand masturbated her into his rima oris. Holding her short staff, wanking her fast and hard, whilst defeat 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 waist and pulled her higher up his chest, with his oral cavity open so her stiff irradiation entered inside and he closed his back talk tightly and sucked hard.

Anita fell forwards over his head holding onto the headboard of the bed but thrust her hips into his typeface, pulling up, just enough to keep her inside his backtalk, 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 spurt of salty cum in his mouth, he gripped her stern and held her tight onto his side, sucking hard as a second blob of cum entered his oral cavity. He sucked her to her concluding 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 hell Bob, for one old fart you can get down and begrime, you are the undecomposed ”, she kissed him with a stiff hug then dropped down and removed his safe, once again drinking his cum out of it.

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

Bob's alarm rang at 10pm and they had one last-place long lingering candy kiss and he got dressed, gathered his gear wheel and headed out, back to Sue, his wife, signaling the end of their holiday romance ...

To Be Continued *******