I'll loosen my asshole as much as possible, and I groan small groans of pleasure, encouraging her to go deeper. As she pushes all of her cock in me I ...ell her that that's it baby, fuck me. And she'll thrust and it'll get harder and harder, and faster and faster. I feel her sliding in and out of me. I will spread my legs as far as part as possible to maximise my pleasure, and I will try and meet her thrusts so that she goes deeper and deeper and see's me responding to her efforts. I'll moan. From the corner of her eye she saw the milkman’s bicycle parked in the compound and realized that he was still around and was perhaps waiting for her daily appearance. A full minute was spent in gathering the milk during which her creamy breasts spilled nearly 80 percent out of her thin, low cut blouse. Giving this morning show was now a habit, both for her and the milkman, a strapping 25 year old guy. She got her daily starting charge from this flash and even when someone other than the usual. After about a month, she started getting home about a half hour later than usual. I always waited up for her, and when I asked her "Why so late?" she said the bar had been busier lately and some people didn't want to leave right at closing.I decided to check out her story. The next Friday night, I drove over to the place and parked on this hill directly behind the tavern. There was a parking lot up there that overlooked where she parked her car. Her car was backed into the parking place,. He saw me turn red and said, "Hey, don't worry, your secret's safe, but I'd love to help you feel like you talk about in your stories, I'm free right now and I think we should go straight to your place for some recreation."I was intrigued. I hadn't been with anyone in years and never seemed to be able to hook up locally with anyone who wasn't a complete nut job, plus, this guy (Stan he said his name was) was about 6' 2" tall, had nice milk chocolate skin and seemed friendly enough."OK," I.