As our orgasms began to subside, Mrs. Perkins stopped her thrusting and dropped onto my chest, scooting up some so as to french kiss me and allowing m... cock to pop free from her soaked pussy. I felt like I was sitting in a tub of water as she had cum a great deal and it had run down my cock and pooled underneath me. I did not know about "squirters" at the time but I now believe she may have been one to a small degree considering how much fluid came from her body when she came.As we kissed, Mrs.. ”“You want more? Fuckin’ alright then.” I get off her and she looks surprised. I rip my shirt off. Hurry my pants off and grab her legs. No ceremony, just yank her to the edge of the bed. She tries to spread her legs to give me access to her pussy, but I grab them and twist her to see her ass. Lying on her stomach I can see her glorious ass. I bend down and lightly bite her right cheek. Her knees are still on the bed. I grab her hips and pull her to a kneeling position, push and her feet. ’‘Oh are you?’‘Yes. Do I have to join your gym?’ ‘It helps.’‘Ok, I will think about it as I’m a member of the YMCA.’ ‘I don't go there but I could consider it. I do private lessons.’‘That may work.’He then said that I looked great and I thanked him and sent a picture of me in a bathing suit.‘Damn, when can you start?’‘I thought we already had.’‘When can you come over for your first lesson?’‘I’ll check.’He sent a picture: oh my, those abs and ass — just hot.I replied, ‘YUM!’‘I take it you. Permanent lip makeup too, if that’s possible. And…” This was the hardest part. My voice shook. “...a tattoo. Her name. On my pussy lip.” For a moment, I thought the blood rushing in my ears had drowned out her voice, but then I realized that she was breathing hard. “I think that should be doable. You want to surprise, so it should be rather close to the ceremony, right?” I nodded, my nervousness suddenly skyrocketing, then realized that she couldn’t see that and quickly stammered, “Yes, that.