Carol in United Mexican States
Carol is 39 and holding. Her ex bought her a pair of ‘ C'cups that are utter for her slim inning. Nature gave her marvelous wooden leg ; she keeps them firm and slim.
wild blue yonder eyes and a pleasant face don't tell the material narration, though.

This is a fib about one workweek in the best sex yr of my life.

After my divorce I went from 20 years of what carol called ‘ housewife'sex to the red-hot little girl I had ever had. Carol didn't just like sex. She needed it. If we missed a duet of days she would rub against me like she was in heat. Because she was. Her pussy dripped and steamed ! That foremost year we fucked at parties on the bath sump in people's guest bath. She would wet-nurse my cock behind the George Walker Bush at consortium parties. I got hand Job at the motion-picture show theater. We began to await at all public home from the point of view of where could screw without being caught or seen. I carried a bedroll and hard foam cushion in the back of my hostile expedition so we could screw in parking wad. It twisted my school principal. I became obsessed with our sex life.

I invited her to drop a workweek in Puerto Vallarta. It was the adept sex of my entire aliveness ! We used up a dry quart of massage oil. I bribed the maid because of the mess we made of the sheets.

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

The hotel was located at the south edge of town in a semi-private cove. The movie ‘ night of the Iguana'had been filmed near there in the sixties with Liz Taylor and Richard Burton. Very romantic. Warm, humid with a slight cinch. Swaying palm trees. The whole tropical thing.

We ordered Pina Coladas after we saw the bartender climb/run up a particularly horizontal coconut palm palm and ping down a brace of nuts with his machete. He then carved them and served the expert cocktail I have ever had. There is something special about fresh coconut milk in one's Pina Colada. Not to mention the dramatic play of the upgrade and machete action on a large tree diagram stump in the bar area !

Several cocktails later we headed off to our way. We both were anticipating our first lovemaking of the trip. While she changed into something sexy, I went out onto the 5th base balcony. The side by side door neighbor were murmuring so I spied on them. Jackpot ! This doll was kneeling in presence of our neighbor 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 ‘ restrained ! ’. Carol peered over the splitter and gave me a grin."Is that what you'd like ?"“ Uh….yeah !"
As carol snaked my manhood out of my beach short circuit, I looked over at my neighbour. Pretty titillating, watching and receiving at the same sentence !
Competitive me. I began to liken techniques. The neighbour was clearly less enthusiastic then Christmas carol. It was our first night of form !

We retreated to the sleeping room before carol's knee chafed. It was more than of a stunt than erotic loving for me.
We made love over and over. Her firm ‘ C's bounced erotically as I pounded the red snapper into submission. Christmas carol loved irksome Passion of Christ, but she liked being hammered, too.
I was exhausted. We slept for a couple of hours and I awoke. I had wood again ! Arrrgh ! I poured some massage oil and began a full body massage of my hottie. She smiled and purred as I rubbed every inch of her hot body. On her back, her tit stood up and barked at me. ‘ punch us !"I heard. I rubbed the tight little box of felicity with one hand and sucked alternately at each firm titty. She purred some more.

Look close. My cock is on her mouth.

I grabbed my manhood with my well lubed hand, kneeled by her upturned face and began to stroke. Inspired by inebriant and lust, I instructed her to spread out her back talk and form a rotary with her lips.



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As I stroked my meat, she began to come alive. To my surprise she growled up at me :"come in my mouth ”. I stroked faster. Her mouth pulsated and she licked her glossa around her brim. My encephalon screamed and come spurted out the end of my rock hard dick. The first spurt nip across her face onto the tack. The next two I aimed into her willing warm rima oris. I milked my come into her anxious throat. The glutinous sauce disappeared down the darkness. I was spent. I leaned back.
I felt guilty. carol had morphed from my lover to my love slut/puppet. And willingly. This ranked up there with my first blowjob !
The adjacent day, we hired a petty Nissan hack to carry us into town. Carol had on a sun dress with no step-in.


rich people was conquered by this kitty.

carol was sitting directly behind the number one wood. I was in the right butt. I reached over and began to thumb sleep together her. Just like in high school day. She gripped my arm and I realized that she was loving it. I glanced at the driver. He was driving. I picked up the footstep and added a finger. Carols grip tightened. Her puss was flowing and I sped up a little more. Her centre rolled back in her head and she almost pierced my skin with her nails. A small moan 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 teeth.
Carol is the hottest sex partner I have ever been with. Times three.

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

That night we reprised the balcony action at law. She was wearing another sun dress with no panties. On her back. On the balcony table. Her fountainhead wall hanging over the side of meat. My blood engorged rod working it's way in and out of her willing oval-shaped mouth. One hand rubbed her semi-shaved pussy. She was as wet as usual.
I spied movement to my left. It was the neighbour dude, pulling a spy job, like I had done the Nox before ! Our centre met. He smiled through his center and gave me the thumbs up signaling ! red cent ! If carol knew she was being watched……..

carol looks even cuter with my dick in her mouth.



The next Nox we had dinner at the upscale eatery located on the former movie set. It had multiple levels and all the table looked out over the Pacific Ocean.
Swank !
She wore a jeweled spaghetti strap top and short skirt with ‘ fuck me'pumps.
We snuck away from the crowd and I boned her behind a potted ribbon. The totally walkway over she rubbed me through the igniter cotton fabric of my beach gasp. A quick survey of the crowd and she bent over for some cock. I gave it four or five strokes and quit. Mr. Cock didn't understand the abrupt ending. We fucked in public just to say we did. She would make love me anywhere if the risk of exposure was manageable. I became her slave boy.

Dinner is served !

My brain caved in after this trip. I became her slave.
All intellectual persuasion ended.
It was her programme from the beginning.


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