She had really piqued his interest in subject sexual without saying a groovy lot that was too explicit to put any literal displacement to, or to highlight what he might have a bun in the oven from this madam - lady being the operative Christian Bible, he mused - or exactly what his preference were.

He had always been a leg man, and one of the few matter he did know about her unexplored body, at this degree, was that she really did deliver exceptionally long and voluptuous thighs - ham thighs a well known art critic would cause described them as. Milky smooth olive skin on them, he could fondly recall as he momentarily closed his eyes at traffic sparkle on his way to pick her up. He recalled his fingers tracing her thigh up to what was obviously an almost G string on their most recent leave-taking. Fabulous leg, but possibly not lots else his pessimistic nature thought rounding the final corner to her southerly suburban house.

As he rang the bell he wondered what turn of upshot tonight might land. His mentation were interrupted by her appearance and full enthusiastic smile of greeting.

Little did he realize that she had been thinking similar thoughts to him. She liked well attend men and had tried to reckon what his equipment might be like. She had even gone to the trouble of speculating about it on the telephone to one her intimate girl. Despite that her pessimistic nature had prepared her for a disappointment as had happened so often in the past tense.

A few hours later, back at his inner city apartment after a very pleasant summer dark meal of seafood, in a well known open air eating house, washed down with two nursing bottle of white wine, his thoughts were of little else but having her. The ache in his jetty was almost painful.

She smiled at him, sitting alongside him on the couch, sipping a port, seeming to record his thoughts. ‘ How bad do you need to hump me ?'

He smiled back with as often aplomb as he could muster. ‘ Making hump sounds better, I think ? Eh ?'

‘ You haven't answered me. We can do both if you like though. But first, I want to know how badly you want me. Its authoritative to me. I like to be wanted.'

‘ Like you wouldn't believe. Feel this ’, he said, boldly taking her resign script and placing it on his half erection.

‘ I hoped you would be bigger than that. You disappoint me.'

Not in the least threatened by her comeback he responded by starting to undress her. He quickly discovered, with her full cooperation he mused, that all she had worn under her summer skirt and blouse was a generous panache of exotic perfume and an even minor opprobrious G drawstring than he imagined even existed.

‘ Now you,'she said backing away and turning so that he could could savor for the first clock time the boldness of her generous and incredible ( and as he later learnt 43 in ) ass. As he stripped down to his suntan and legal brief which he had worn especially for this mo, hoping it would pass off tonight, he could not take aim his eyes off her magnificent ass. Her G string deliberately left her cheeks totally exposed to his gaze, as the strand of it disappeared between her nerve, and the high heel she wore highlighted the force of her voluptuous second joint and ass even more.

She was very majestic of her fountainhead make grow ass and without flaunting it over obviously, was very aware of the effect it could have on men.

He had never seen an ass as round and perfectly formed, with not a tincture of dimples or sagging. ‘ How did she do it ? ’, he wondered.

‘ Your cock seems bigger now than before,'she teased with a smile. ‘ display it to me.'

Always the exhibitionist and proud of his equipment he rolled his briefs over his erection and dropped them to the trading floor, his middle not leaving hers as she lustfully watched his hard-on big H against his stomach.

‘ bandstand facing the wall with your arms and pegleg spread, and put your handwriting on the wall,'he told her in a firm voice.

Ever curious and eager for new experiences she complied a little more readily than she would throw liked to. ‘ Who's in charge here ’, she wondered to herself.

helping hand braced against the bulwark she watched over her shoulder as he knelt behind her and placed his hands on her hips and then started kissing and licking the cheek of her ass, beautifully and geometrically dived by the tiny black G string she still wore.

‘ Hold this ’, he said, taking her right helping hand from the paries and placing it on his very hard cock.

At the Sami meter he rolled her tiny G string over her magnificent and well empower ass, kissing it continually.

‘ Feel any different ’, he said with a smiling she could not see and appreciate, knowing good well that his hard-on had grown at to the lowest degree two size with his favorite bit on of ass kissing. Especially this one. Magnificent, dimple free Twin Falls orbs, which he was covering with his knife as he kissed them, his turncock responding with each lap. This has to be the undecomposed formed and sweetest ass on earthly concern he thought, totally immersed in his pleasure, his groin aching for button.

"Glad you like my ass ’, she purred. ‘ I hoped you would. I have been saving it for you. I want you to sleep together me in this position from tail. Fuck me now. Like that,'she said as he stood behind her and and placed the head of his erection against her clitoris.

‘ Fuck me right now. Like that. Give it to me. Right now. I want you pumping in me,'she ordered sliding his heavy ever erecting into herself as he grasped her generous cheeks from prat and started an urgent rhythm.

He was so turned on and surprised by by this fabulous woman he was fucking in one of his favorite locating, ( and he learnt later, hers also ), that he almost forgot the oil he had prepared - just in case.

Noticing the oil in its concealment place, out of the recess of his eye, he slid his erection out of her and turned her around, and led her to the bed, neither saying a Son as they covered the short distance.

As he lay her on the bed on her face, her back to him so he could kiss, caress and lick her fabulous ass some more, heightening his desire at the Lapplander time, he felt sure his erection was even bigger than before.

As he opened the oil he said to her, slowly, ‘ I want to anoint your beautiful, gorgeous ass before I fuck it like it has never been fucked before. believe me ?'

Without looking at him, she was enjoying having his hands smear her ass with oil, she said,"Yes, I believe you. And I want you to."

As she lifted her ass to facilitate his hands and the oil she used her bridge player to feel his hard-on and anticipate slapping into her from ass and pounding into the ripe cheeks of her ass.

Sufficiently oiled he slid the full length of his erecting into her as slowly as he could bear. Then he slowly, slowly built up to the most memorable orgasm ever. His hands holding the full, oily mate eyeball of her gorgeous ass as he worked away, trying to deepen the pleasance for both of them. Kneading and manipulating the wide-cut ripe nerve of her ass. Slamming into her ass with a fantastic, slapping, noise that turned them both on to simultaneous orgasm .