"Say it." I had never fucked with her mind before, but I could not resist this time."Please, " she said."Say it." Please fuck me in my ass!" she cried... That was music to my ears. I stacked two pillows under her to prop up her hips and told her to relax her legs. One of my hands caressed her body, especially her lower back and cheeks, moving occasionally to her clit and swollen lips. I lubed two fingers of my other hand generously and started with just one, gently moving it into her ass and. .Its my presumption because I have’nt measured with an inch tape and I think I am damn close.On the top she has the most wonderful cheek bones nearing to a celebrity I can’t name it as per the iss norms but I can mail you if you want. I think I am a keen observer and i’ ve checked each and every inch of her heavenly body out my past life.Okay now how we got hooked up , it goes like this, its one of the days when my looks got into play and my stars were the luckiest , I got a call from an. We didn't know where we wereor if there was even a breathable atmosphere, but we were here and therewas no going back.With the last gasp of the dying car, we hit the water (another goodsign) and managed not to kill ourselves in the process.We floated, though not for long. The car was taking on water fast. Igulped some in by accident and tasted salt. (As signs go, it justcouldn't get any better.)We managed to eject ourselves from the car, managed to swim toward asandy beach, to a tropical. The parking lot was chockablock full of other big comfortable buses, from all points of the compass. Some had come from southern Ontario, two from the Ottawa/Hull area, some from the States and a couple were from Manitoba.And of course you weren't allowed to smoke inside. Their rapidly-cooling coffees kept their hands warm, offsetting the impact of the vasoconstrictors in the tobacco which, by reducing the size of the veins, tended to keep their hands cool.A trim young lady popped her head out.