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In the morning Bob convinced his wife he was getting out early to meet up with the"lads ”, for a breaker deterrent example ( a moral that oddly none would make except for this one lovely young Lady ... ). Thankfully, as normal for the second base day of a migraine, she was still suffering, and she planned to stick in bed with curtains drawn.

Bob made his way across township, all Nox he thought of Anita and struggled with his inner intimate identity. If mortal had told him two days ago what he did finis nighttime, as an archetypical lusty 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 strong maternal protective instinct over her. Was this his midlife crisis ? Oddly, as she had a putz of her own, he didn't smell he was betraying his wife or cheated on her.

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

"Bob, I worried that you would not add up back and I would be all on my own again"she said with a beaming smile"and it's great that you have come early, come in ”. Bob squeezed passed the door into the Marguerite Radclyffe Hall. He turned to see her close the door, naked in the hallway, she turned and there she was in all her resplendency, tit pert and dick dangling.

She was used to whirl, barely even one-night viewpoint, being knack over and rammed from behind in car common, parks, pub booths, often unnamed trunk passing fleetingly. Whether just a chance meeting, as part of crowd thrill, acquaintance of friends brought over, never bothering to memorize their names, rarely even getting to know them. She didn't have any long-run supporter so she was used to living in the moment, without any regrets, enjoying what was in presence of her at that particular time and grasp it with both arms. To know for those evanesce here and now of thinking mortal cared, pretending to bang and protect her but gone in the blink of an eye.

Anita was ecstatic to see Bob back this forenoon, Bob was different and here he was, she had spent the dark missing his passion, his grinning and lenify temperament, she really felt he cared. Unlike yesterday, today she can have him all day, his warm sort face, like the paternal father she never had, like her big brother and a lover.

She ran the few footmark to Bob, jumped up and wrapped herself around him with her implements of war and legs, kissing him on the rima oris and cheeks.

"It's so safe to see you, I thought it was too good to be reliable and you wouldn't come"she whispered in his ear and then she nibbled it. Although not heavy at all with her melt off build, she dropped back down onto her feet then held Bob's helping hand to guide him to the bathroom"I was about to take a shower, but now you can join me, hold your hooey 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 unwrap his belt. Soon he was also naked and his shorts, jersey and swim torso were on the hallway floor. Both his exhilaration and his extremity were growing as he watched her naked torso'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 lavatory and ran the shower, standing clear of the initial low temperature H2O, waiting for it to warm up. Anita jogged into persuasion with boob and sausage swaying, holding a condom in one hand and lube in the former"we'll need these"as she put the lubricator onto the shower's soap shelf and kept the condom package in her one hand.

She stepped up to embrace him with a immense buss. It excited Bob to feel her naked breasts and body against his, even her warmly easy fiddling sausage, brushing against his consistency, teasing the base of his erect beam of light and dangling lump. He grabbed her tight buttocks, pulling her tightly in close.

Anita's one hand gripped Bob's spear and tightly stroked it"I need you good and arduous for this shower"she smiled wickedly. She then dropped onto one articulatio genus, looking at his erect rod, bent it down and once again she opened the safety swiftly and Anita's mouth applied it. She stood, turned to screen the water supply with her hired hand and adjusted it slightly.

She then leaned against the exhibitioner head wall thrusting her stern backwards ; legs spread all-inclusive apart inviting Bob to move into her. Bob ran his middle finger down her vertebral column until he reached her twinkling ace rimmed entrance, she shuddered ; he applied the gel lube and slid his finger in, sliding it in well-fixed than last-place night

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

He added a second, just lightly rotating. She was mild and warm ; seeing the water running down her fuzz and back, trickling either side of her hips, bum cranny and her yearn branch, was sensuous. He needed to be inside her once more and his dick was throbbing.

He slowly pulled his fingerbreadth out, Anita wiggled her rear, enticing him, he applied some more lubricant to his condom wrapped stiff flag perch and engaged his tip to her little love life cave and when he saw her ace relax, he gently pushed with his hips and his shaft 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 other and separating back, connected only by Bob's flag pole. Bob's hawkshaw was not monolithic, but inside her she was tight around him. She waggled her shoulder joint and bum slightly, which transferred to Bob.

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

Bob reached around with one hand and felt her almost knockout cock and wanked her. With a lifetime's experience of this, he knew his technique was near being rewarded by it growing in stiffness.

Anita slapped her hands on the wall"Yes, bonk your little baby doll daddy, she's been bad"

"No, she's been good, dad need to honour her"Bob responded as he tightened his grip and tug on her now concentrated cock."Is that rewarding ?"

"Yes, yes, yes pop, I must be suuuuuuch a good daughter, oh, oh, oh"said Anita, her voice revealing she was nearing climax.

Then he felt her cock pulse rate and she let out a huge gasping"arghhhhh"as she came, he milked the tip of her peter, squeezing the succus out of her, Bob being turned on by feeling her affectionate cum on his 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 yield of this taboo and knowing she was done, he just had to release his own pressurised orgasm. Bob just beat back forward onto her cheeks and released his erupting payload, holding his shaft 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 bridge player, 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 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 limp dick 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 cascade gel and applied some to Anita's tomentum, shoulder, rosehip and a new spurt on her cock and balls. Being out of the shower stream, she soaped up quickly, laughing.

She reciprocated by lathering Bob up, washing his peter. She bent over for him to wash away 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 shower and exited.

They dried themselves and each other, laughing, smiling. Anita stepped to near the doorway where the haircloth drier was. She stood there naked, tit and tool 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 swimming luggage compartment back on, boxers, sandals and T-shirt as Anita popped in the bedroom and returned in a delicate purple one-piece bathing suit, no camel toe, but no dick apparent either, she waggled her hip smiling for approval.

As soon as he had nodded and returned her smiling, she slipped on a pulling up short pleated Orange River skirt and matching white plunging robe type T-shirt, showing her cleavage. Bob was again transfixed ; she looked gorgeous with her hair's-breadth up.

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

Just before opening the door, Anita turned bob around to French candy kiss him lovingly"last kiss, as it won't look in effect in public for dada and daughter 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 ascertain the surf school.

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

At the Surf schooling they were given footlocker 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 shallows, gradually getting deeply and larger waving.

Outwardly they were just father and daughter enjoying life, laughing, chatting, but Bob was enjoying every minute of being with this beautiful woman that he was having sex with, whilst continuing his agnate concern for her. This was his summer romance with kinky Alexander Graham Bell and whistling on, but tomorrow his wife would be undecomposed and it will all possess to change.

Throughout the day Bob could see how timid and unconfident Anita was, even for mildly uncomplicated adventures as jumping waves, then diving through grownup ones, 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, definitely the father or big brother she never had. His presence made her confident, even when terrified, his approving look 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 taking into custody ups and revise, who was very patient, giving them both hints and tips, explaining how tide affect the surf and what to look for to bewitch the best waves.

They were soon in deeper water, sat on boards, waiting for waves. The teacher had moved onto early stratum 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 manus, once when floating pace watering side by side to their boards, Anita plunk 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 hired train, showered in the open beach faucet's, Bob hoped they had changing elbow room so they could share 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 drinking, Bob was so pleased that Anita felt so decompress with him and that she was getting admiring looks from male and female person passersby. She was still on a senior high, talking through and repeating each short adventure, every tike mishap, teasing Bob over his own mishap. Bob loved listening and chirping in, laughing. She was vivid company, if only he could experience met her 30 geezerhood ago.

By late good afternoon, after a nice Warren Burger, beer and ice cream to terminate, Anita leaned over and whispered,"If daddy is ready, how would he like to return to the unconditional to serve his girl ?"Bob was both shocked and excited. They paid the bill and walked back.

Upon entering the vacation flatbed, Bob dropped his day-sack and Anita scampered to the chamber"pop the kettle on Bob"she shouted. So Bob returned to the waiting room and kitchenette to fill the tympani, wondering how she would seem tonight.

He poured the tea and sat on the sofa, just as Anita appeared raw 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 rattling day, and you have been terrific, in fact you have been so brave today, it's been great fun, daddy is proud of his sugar sister bird and wants to pay back her"he said"but she needs to state him how she wants her reward ”.

She knelt down, placed the lubricant next to Bob and lowered herself across his lap, face down, arse cheeks facing upwards"I want to be spanked, so my cheek luminescence ”.

Bob, was now not nearly as storm by her postulation as he would receive been a few daytime ago, so with the flat of his helping hand he slapped her one cheek, which wobbled in reaction, then again on the other"a petty harder, I want overnice blushful face dada ”.

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

Anita was now gasping at each hit, and her cheek were reddening. Being right-handed, Bob kept the smack up with his right mitt whilst his left dropped and felt for her one breast, found her nipple was stiff and put up, so he tweaked it hard between his quarter round 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 thighs and held onto her cock, stroking her balls with his thumb he gave a couple of tug on her growing member. As he felt her stiffen, he released to rejoin to spanking her again, to recall to teasing her shaft, alternating between the two.

He synchronized each slap with each tweak or a tease of her mammilla and she responded with a gasp but no postulation to stop, even with her impertinence now glowing brightly.

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

Then he dribbled lube directly onto her star ringed cave and watch it twitch and Anita flinch with the tactile sensation of the frigidness gel. Bob stroked her star with his digit, teasing around it then as soon as it relaxed he inserted his digit, popping it in, then out, slowly repeatedly. Anita flexed with each insertion and gasped,"oh, oh, oh"with pleasure.

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

Then with his own dick throbbing he wanted to reach her more, to meet her before he was, to try her moan with pleasure, he withdrew his digit and commanded"stand up Anita ”. She raised herself up, kissing him and stood up just away from him, looking down, with Bob grade 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 char. The chance was there for him, like it or loath it he wanted to. Ignoring his straight male programing, he wanted to cross this major threshold of taboo.

He grabbed her by her buttock and pulled her forwards ; he opened his mouth and with his lips gathered her affectionate throbbing sausage into his mouth, wrapped his lips around it and sucked until it filled his oral cavity, his lips touching her hairless trunk and ball sackful at the base.

Anita responded with a vast"wooowww ... just like that, oh daddy, go down on me"

Initially he was unsure, worried he would savor piss, but she tasted of sea salt and a little deodorant but nothing bad. He sucked her growing dick between the ceiling of his rima oris and his clapper, sucking on it between the two, it was getting bigger. This stiff heterosexual tabu 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 handwriting were on his read/write head, stroking his hair as Bob pulled back, so her piddling jigaboo was just inside his backtalk and licked around it. Her hands then pulled him inwards, driving her now stiffened rod into him. He sucked and her cock hit his upchuck induction tonsil and he gagged, coughing spittle and strangely enjoyed it.

He pulled his headland back until once again only the swaged lip on the head of her peter was in his sass, he teasingly licked and sucked at her tip, then her hands pulled him back onto her again, her hammer drove to the back of his back talk, now ready for it he could command the gag reflex.

Anita's shaft was now strong, thankfully not too long, but enceinte than his sass the way it was hitting the back of his throat. He didn't mind ; he was enjoying hearing her moan and gasp in pleasure. His spittle lubricating her lance, so he bobbed his own mind along her now gruelling shaft.

Bob gripped her impudence, remembering she had ample lubricant, he pulled her cheeks apart and worked a finger around, teased the rim of her minuscule love cave and then engaged and entered in time with a thrust of his head to absorb her little shaft into him.

Anita squealed in delight"that is sooooo fucking goodness Bob, suck my tool dada, absorb me"as her hands encouraged him to sink her gumshoe deep into his oral fissure, whilst sucking and squeezing it with his tongue, his finger's breadth probing into her rear, the pacing of the pumping oscillation was getting faster.

Bob was now vigorous head bobbing, so he added a moment finger's breadth to Anita's anus and that was it,"Wwwooooooowww Yeeeessss"Anita squealed as a appreciation of salty juice indicated what must be pre-cum in his mouth as her cock withdrew over his natural language and as he trapped her swaged nigga end inside his mouth a hot shot of cum fuss out into the back of his throat and she thrust him deep onto her cock as another squirt came out.

Anita squealed in enthrall"OOOooooo BBBobbbbb ”, Bob gagged with his mouth broad of cock and cum down his throat, he swallowed some salty fluid and pulled half way back still sucking, to get some press off his tonsil, licking her now slippery hosiery and give her long slow strokes, feeling her relax and deflate.

Anita's hands pulled him up upwards by the fuzz. He released his fingerbreadth from her anus and let her one-half limp hose flop out of his rim as he stood. As soon as they were floor, she plunged her tongue into his sassing and kissed him passionately and hugged him hard.

"Oy Myyy GGggooodddd Bob, you give great head that was just about the ripe blow job ever"Anita finally confirmed"I wish I could have lasted longer but your digit just POW set me off. You are the best dad 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-class honours degree 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, suspect someone and he had amply satisfied a highly sexually see titillating eubstance.

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

Now his own dick was bursting at the line and begging for atonement and his balls for release. Anita ‘ s hands fought to uncase him of his T-shirt and boxershorts, almost tearing his boxer off. Once his dick was exposed, she dropped and plunged her sass onto it, giving it several immediate poke 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 speedy dancing to bring out his infantry from his shortstop without falling over,"It's time for daughter to allow daddy his delight, now she is live up to"Anita promised.

In the bedchamber she immediately slipped on a condom on him, climbed onto the bed, on her knees and hired man on the bed, presenting her round cheeks to him"Come inside me again ”.

Bob almost jumped on the bed, on his knees and brought his engorged member up to her entree and horde in. She was as compressed and quick as he remembered, Anita squealed in delight and a little pain.

Bob started pounding her arse hard, his hands on her pelvis, 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 knee slipped, dropping all his free weight on her, which caused her to fall savourless on the bed"Don't stopover daddy, stay inside ”.

Anita was flat on the bed now, Bob led on top. She widened her legs to ease things, but Bob was loving feeling her nates cheek pressing on the peak of his thigh. Resting on her back, he put his weight on his elbows, slid his deal under her to feel her breast to stroke and pull off her nipples.

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

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

Bob was in fleshly overload, pumping faster, hearing a cacophony of Anita's voice and tegument on pelt slaps whilst feeling her flabby flesh outside and her pulsating muscles inside, he felt his balls twitch with his own coming rising, then his shaft muscleman twitch and he exploded into the condom again, holding the thrust and wiggling his waist into her backside, staying to discharge his bollock, holding there for a short break then relaxed.

He withdrew and rolled onto his rear, alongside Anita, who slid sideways onto him, kissing him"you are such a stallion daddy ; I am one lucky lucre dame ”.

She again removed his condom and squeezed his cum into her rima oris, 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 lovesome limp hose against him.

He got up to earn a cup of tea, returned to discover Anita curled up under the duvet, with it still former evening, they still had a lot of sentence before Bob would have to produce his apologies and leave, he felt a twinge of disappointment at the expiration of this titillating vacation love story full of prohibited fruit and broken taboos.

So as they sat in bed, sipping tea, Bob explained that his married woman would be Sir Thomas More than likely intimately tomorrow and so whilst they could still browse and do former things together, under the pretense of his pilot story, as just accidental protagonist, he couldn't risk of exposure 30 long time of marriage.

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

"Don't worry, you won't be the offset married man to leave me to run back to his wife, but you are the first to have a holiday romance with me, the first-class honours degree I really care for and the get-go 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 thrifty with anything I say, I would like to stay in feeling as this has been such a Revelation for me, please can we remain Friend ?"Anita asked.

"I would care that, as far as Sue is concerned we met as surf chum by accident, if you meet her tomorrow I know she will like you, she always wanted a daughter after our son, but unfortunately sons run in both our kinsperson, so we stuck to one. Lets swap phone figure then if I can't sports meeting you for 9 in the morning for another surf moral I can let you lie with - plus you can share your in vogue photos with me, please ?"

Tea cups set aside, they swapped turn, 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 sleep."Sorry I didn't mean value to wake you Bob, it is just so courteous to lie with someone so caring and gentle. If this is what a echt relationship is like, then I definitely want one now, my mathematical group sex cum bucket Day are over."Anita stated as she gently worked her soft script on his now enlarging shaft.

Anita leaned over to kiss him, continuing to wank his throbbing and growing slam stiff. Once stiff Anita dropped her headspring and began sucking his flag pole that pointing to the ceiling. She pulled up then he felt a piddling tickle on the end of his quill and her mouthpiece wind down again–she had loaded him with another condom !

"Top young lady, you cheeky putter,"chuckled Bob.

She led on top, stage straddling him and kissed him and with a loathly smile said"Well, I couldn't miss one more opportunity for pop to fuck me ”. Pecked a kiss on his sass and sat up, he could feel her moistness from betimes on his torso.

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

"Oh, bloody fantastic you gorgeous girl you"Bob said looking up at her, her hair flowing down her shoulders over her chest and there resting on his lower stomach was her limp petty sausage again. Bob was feeling more at ease seeing it, being aroused, excited and attracted by it and her shrunk little Lucille Ball sacque and the vision sat on him. Bob thanked god it wasn't 8 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 pleasure at the entitle rocking.

Bob couldn't resist, his one deal quietly stroked and fondled her titty and his other twiddled her wilted blimp, teasing it back into life sentence, still slimy from her sooner orgasm, he enjoyed feeling the parentage 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 stiff, so he wrapped his helping hand on it tightly, pushing and pulling in time with her grinding their hips. Anita let out a whispered"mmmmMMMmm"with her head tilted back, her hair falling off her shoulders to assault behind her, her eyelids half-closed as she focused on the pleasance of their forcible contact.

Bob felt her erotic love burrow sinew tighten, and she rose up, then down slowly on his flagpole. This was lovely as he matched her cycle on her own now unbending lance, hoping to see her combust again.

She was now quietly gasping with each deep interpolation into her"oh, oh, oh, oh"rising herself gamy but making certainly Bob's tip always remained inside her. She reached her arms behind her, rested her hands on Bob's knees so she could support her weight as she increased her pacing. Her haircloth waved freely behind her."Umph, umph, umph, umph"she grunted as her buttock slapped onto Bob's dampness crotch.

Bob dropped her light beam out of his bridge player to fondle both of her planate chest and it landed on his lower belly with a smacking repeatedly in unison with each landing. This excited him, having a dick slapping on him, whilst he fucked her up the arse. Breaking all those heterosexual taboos again but it he no longer cared, he had now scrapped his male heterosexual scheduling looking up at this marvelous char and was now excited with renewed energy and adrenalin pumping through him.

As Anita dropped herself once more, Bob raised his rosehip up, the two met in the middle, Bob grunted and Anita squealed, Bob felt her tunnel brawn 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 pelvic arch together, Bob was grabbing her pelvic arch, wanting to see her tit bounce in unison with her shaft bounciness and slap on his tum whilst feeling her plastered stroke as they met, then get up separate and repetition and repeat and repeat. He felt that thrill in his stiff flag pole with his sexual climax climaxing, he wanted to pleasure this fantastic woman but couldn't grip back, at their next booking 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 humanity, that he could satisfy her. In desperation he withdrew his relax member, lifted her up whilst he slid down the bed, for her to sit in high spirits onto his chest and with one hand masturbated her into his oral fissure. Holding her short stave, wanking her fast and hard, whilst beating 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 clasp, grabbed her waist and pulled her gamy up his pectus, with his sass open so her corpse shaft 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 hips into his look, pulling up, just enough to keep her inside his mouth, then driving back down, fucking his face. Anita grabbed and screamed into a pillow"Aaaaaaaaaa"and Bob felt the pulsing of her rod then a jet of salty cum in his mouth, he gripped her buttocks and held her tight onto his human face, sucking hard as a back blob of cum entered his sassing. He sucked her to her last 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 bemire, you are the outdo ”, she kissed him with a fast 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 of meat, brain on his shoulder, kissing him. Bob wrapped his left-hand arm around her, stroking her back, 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 long lingering kiss and he got dressed, gathered his appurtenance and headed out, back to Sue, his wife, signaling the end of their holiday Romance language ...

To Be Continued *******