The Limo driver said his name was Mario, and then he poured us some Scotch and turned the TV on. On the TV he had a bisexual porn flick playing. It wa... basically an orgy; everyone was doing everyone. Mario poured us another Scotch and down it went. Then he handed me a bottle of poppers, so I did some. I have to say that stuff works fast. Fuck was I horny! Mario was a chunky guy and didn't unzip his pants. He must have sensed I had no interest in playing with his dick. Since I wasn't wearing a. Your tanned shoulders come out of the ankle-length, sleeveless dress you wear, which hugs your waist and then flares a bit around your perfectly round Latina ass. For weeks, I have longed to squeeze that ass, to spank it, to kiss it, to thrust myself into it. It has been too long. I need you on a primal level. I open your door and wait for you to get in. Before you do, you kiss me hard and wet, pressing your body to mine, and letting your hand drift down to my crotch. You pull away and sit down. We clocked out and she told me to get in her car, she didn’t live far from work. I got in and off we go. On the way there Mary was telling me she haven’t had sex in 4 years, her ex was banging that young chic for a year before he left her for her.We got to her 3 bedroom apartment, walk in and I met her k**s. Mary made some dinner, so I was thinking she only had me here for dinner and chat. After dinner, Marry took me into her bedroom where we sat on the bed and chat. While I was talking she. As she unfolded it she saw the initial AS embroidered in the corner. She showered, washing the sticky remains of the coupling from between her legs and around her anus. As her finger slipped over it with the silky touch of soap, she remembered his fat knob rubbing her there. Her mind replayed what she had allowed – encouraged – to happen in the crowded train, and suddenly her fingers were moving in their familiar rhythm over her clit and in and over and around and oh god I’m cummmmiiinnngggg.