We met in a bar and I couldn't believe that I was taking this stunning girl home. After a few dates, she allowed me to roam her pert 32A breasts, kiss...and caress them and her navel, building up to entering her. The sex felt amazing, but she insisted I wear a condom, as she didn't want to get pregnant. We both loved nature, trekking and outdoor life in general. There was nothing better than some trekking and a quick embrace, which often led to outdoor sex in a secluded area. We shared the bills. She shivered at the sensations, shifting around on the bed to get her legs on the mattress. Almost of their own volition her hands came up over Shawna's stomach, returning the loving touch, and she let herself get swept away in the moment.Her hands drew up higher, pushing the bra up until Shawna lifted her arms and let it be pulled away."In a hurry?" Shawna whispered into Hope's ear. The gentle breath against her ear made Hope quiver again. She was about to answer when Shawna's roving hand. An hour later having breakfasted I was sat on a lounger enjoying the sun with my delightful hostess on a very private patio overlooking her, also very private swimming pool. We talked about some of the stories I have written about her, and how her husband was away in Alaska in an oilfield, not really aware of her “hobby” of sex with young grateful black lads. I suggested that “he must have realised that 3 trips a year home wasn’t going to satisfy an attractive sensuous lady,” but she assured. 'Why don't you touch your clit for me?' she said, as though the idea ought to have occurred to me earlier. I obeyed her greedily, shifting the weight of my upper body so I could put my hand down between my legs, and I rubbed my clit as though desperate to make up for lost time.'Are you going to come?' Elsa asked.I barely managed to say 'mmhmm'. Elsa didn't change the speed or the pressure, just squeezed my ass a little harder as she went on firmly fucking me with the toy. I rubbed my clit.