Ariel had tried love and it had left her heartbroken. She never wanted to be that sad again and so she hid from any chance of love. The antique store ...as called ‘Queen Anna’s Closet’ and was almost too small to contain him. He was very tall and had the broad muscular shape that made maidens blush and faint in the summer heat. The chimes that sounded as he opened the door made him laugh, she smiled at the merriment of his voice. ‘Hello? Anyone here to help me?’ he hollered out. She had been. After she climaxed she dried herself off with a towel. But in the darkness I could see that look on her face, a look of lust was in her eyes and I knew we had only just begun what turned out to be a love feast that lasted all night in her back yard.While still sitting on the edge of the swing she took several sips of her ever present vodka drink. We talked briefly. Then she spread her legs again, pulled me closer and removed all of my clothes. We both were completely nude now. She pulled me. ” “Betty?” “My vibrator. I had to buy her after I broke Wilma.” “But why?” “Overuse.” “No,” he laughed, squeezing her closer. “Why the abstinence? It’s not like you’d have any difficulty seducing a guy.” She wrinkled her nose in a moue of distaste. “I suppose. I mean, it’s not like I haven’t been out with anyone, or haven’t been hit on. But after Asshat the Cheater, I was just so sick of the fucking games. I mean, really, if he’d said 'Look, we live in different cities and go to different. I moved to my hands and knees, the water lapped against my pussy and my clit, making me gasp. My breasts bounced happily in the water and my nipples enjoyed being flicked by the hot tingling ripples. I pushed myself down, placed my hand between my thighs and started to rub my pussy lips once more. I used my other hand to rub my ass cheeks, pulling them apart, as he did to get deeper inside me. I scratched my nails against the bottom of the bath as I started to gently rub my asshole. I scratched.