We went into the larger disabled cubicle, where he carried on sucking my tits.He pushed down my trousers, his fingers danced around my wet pussy. I le... out several more moans and reached down to his cock, opening his jeans I took it again in my hand.I was loving his touch and he seemed to be enjoying it too.He asked if I would lay down; I agreed and he pulled off my trousers and pants and lay me down on the toilet floor. He knelt beside me, I could still stroke his cock from this angle and as I. “Hush now, you’re just getting the taste of me, won’t kill ya or nuthin’”I wait a few moments“Again”This time the soft wet tongue returns and stays. It moves up and down with strokes more mechanical than sensual, but the mere touch and the knowledge that I can force this tiny beauty to do what I want sets me quivering. I roll my hips forward, pushing my clit down onto her tongue and pulling her head in with both hands. I do this over and over, each grind of my clit between her tongue and upper. As we finally had the hot tub ready to be used, we planned to use it for the first time. I couldn't wait to hurry home. While I was excited to see what she looked like in a swimsuit, I couldn't wait to be in her presence. I hated spending up to twelve hours a day away from her and was dreading the long road trip. Caroline: My husband had failed to meet my sexual needs for the last decade. I found myself watching more and more porn trying to meet that need. It was almost like clockwork. I would. I smiled to myself as I undressed; maybe a dip in a nice cool pool was just what I needed to get rid of the heat that was inside me, a heat which even now had my cock standing almost to attention.Damn, I was never going to squeeze that into my bathers. I looked out again, remembering that Natasha had said she was going to bed, there was no one else around and the neighbors couldn’t see over the fences at all, so why bother, I thought. For a moment I stood there undecided, almost unaware that I.