It was two weeks from the date that Rick had saw Megan with herblack boss which he had learned his name as Robert. Megan wantedto talk to him about so...ething important and he hoped it might beabout getting back together.Megan set the time for eleven that morning and Rick arrived aboutfive minutes early as he sat sitting in his car before decidingto walk up to the front door.Rick knocked on the door and waited for Megan to open the doorand as the door opened, she told him to come inside.Rick. “Hows That!?” She says. I reply with a mumble from shock, very nice. Take a closer look she says. Getting closer, I can see she is also not wearing any panties and I can feel her warmth emanating from under her dress. Slowly I get closer. Sliding my hand up her legs I feel her soft warm skin. From under her dress there is soft yet tantalizing odor that draws me closer. My nose gently touches the edge of her cunt, the smell is over powering almost hypnotic as it pulls me closer. I kiss the. I need to feel real volume inside me, I need to be fucked and penetrated and you are the ideal tool.?As she spoke I could feel her mounting me. At first I thought that she was going to fuck my straining cock but then she shuffled up my prone body and settled herself on the dildo that was my mouth's air supply. Every stroke was a breath to me as her sex opened and closed the air holes running along the length of the fearsome latex device. Grasping the handle on the top of my mask she used me to. The foregoing has been to give you some kind of feel for my own sense of sexuality, however inadequate. This may help in seeing why or how the fantasies I have impact on me.Fantasy One: Samantha was a receptionist for another law firm in the building. She was my type – slim hipped with well shaped legs and ass, with small breasts and supersensitive nipples. I used to love to slowly tongue-stroke her clit while touching her hardened nipples as lightly as possible – the climaxes she felt were.