Only feel.His hands travel down to my waist, tickling me, then to my hips and behind squeezing my cheeks.Oh my god! I’m so wet. It’s so arousing.I...finally move my hands. On his biceps, his muscular shoulders, his neck, in his hair. I try to breath, but this is too much. I open his shirt and look at his chest, touch his skin. My hands are shaking, the feeling is too strong. His smell is mesmerizing: a musky aftershave mixed with his sweat and the smell of the excitement.He unbuttons my slacks. After that, he played with my clit as well. Now I can understand how it feels like to be electrocuted.Anyway, after some more sucking for my juice, he pulled down his pants, got into 69 position with me, where he kept penetrating my mouth like he usually penetrated my pussy, while still sucking my pussy as usual. I was smelling his ass but I would not care, after years of smelling male asses.After some time, when his cock seemed wet enough, he stood up, ready for the final showdown.“Take me to. She was fair Breast 34B waist 26 and Hips 36. 5’3″ female about 125 pounds. Full perky breasts, D cups. Tone thin legs. A small and tight behind. Average size. Dark brown long wavy hair. Tan skin. Big brown eyes. A small button nose. Full lips. pearl white teeth and a perfect smile. Her ass would make anyone hard and her boobs were like jug full of milk.Cats would feed on those boobs.I have always been fascinated by ass.I had my first sex @17 and first anal experience at 20 I love fucking. All I needed to do was hit the library for a few reference works and then start typing.At one, I called Irene, got directions to her place and rang her doorbell at one-thirty. Irene opened the door, smiled and said “Right on time. I like that in a man.” Once in the car she asked me what I had planned.“A showing at an art gallery downtown, then an early dinner followed by a movie of your choice. Or, we can scrap my plan and do whatever you would like to do.”“I’m good with your plan. Any.