I also masturbated to Mads, that robotic hotelier whose handsomeness eventually caught my eye. In one of my fantasies Mads was slowly fucking my mouth...with his large, hard cock, pulling out to allow me to suck the head while I begged him to fuck my tight, wet pussy. He would flip me over to my knees and instead of pushing himself into my aching pussy, he penetrated my ass instead to further tease me.I came the hardest whenever I fantasized of Mads. It was a day of icy cold blasts with. Here, she settled on the sofa by my side and we drank Martini. She knew how to turn men on, so she placed her hand on my knee keeping looking into my eyes, I knew that experienced well-schooled women like her could turn men on with only one look; these babes knew various modes to make men hard-on. Trying to make it easy I started some idle talk but then I suddenly had a brain wave that Kristy was not home at this moment cause the shower was not far from the hall way and there was no sound of. My boots were taken off and placed outside. I had not been in there for more then a minute or two, when the Goddess was helped in. One look at her, it was easy to tell she had been d**gged heavily - she had a wild hungry look, one that I have never seen before, but her eyes were only looking at my cock. She moved slowly, cat like towards me, finally jumping up on me, her legs straddling me, just as my cock plunged balls deep inside her. Her weight, the suddenness of her movement, toppled me. He lived in another city and maybe would come down and visit one a month. I met him at church. Of course I haven't been there for a good nine months.Cindy was always a flirt. She and my wife were good friends. I always liked Cindy and hugged her whenever I saw her. When she saw me on the street she came up and gave me a hug. "I've missed you, how are you doing?" she asked."Fine, just doing my own thing. How about you?" I asked."Same-o, same-o, not much new. I see Carol at church. She seems.