.. don't stop ... yeah ... yeah .. yeah!," and I came. My bum shaking and thrusting back against his hips did for him and he let out a couple of growl... and I felt his hard thrusts as he spunked my pussy. His hot cum enhanced my orgasm and I loudly moaned a few more times before sagging my chest against the boot lid.I lay there breathing hard as he pulled out. When I felt some of his cum drip out, I pulled the gusset back into place to catch the rest of it. He pulled up his clothing and his mate. "But to me you are beautiful." He pushed me onto my back andmoved closer, I felt his lips kiss my neck and his hand startedcaressing my leg around me knee, I moaned quietly,"Oh Angela that's so nice." His fingers drew small circles on my legwhich was now exposed as my peignoir had been pushed open below mywaist. Each circle would be slightly higher until he reached the top ofmy stocking. He lingered there for a while as he continued to nuzzle myneck. My heart rate was slowly increasing and I. If it were a card, who would send me one? My ex-wife certainly wouldn’t. She seemed happy enough with her new husband. The animosity at the time of our divorce had faded. We had become friends again, friends with many shared memories of a marriage between people who should never have been more than friends. I made myself some coffee and sat at the kitchen table looking at the envelope. I felt that it was important and that once I opened it there would be consequences. I had to mentally shake. One such time, there was a mob of about 12 of us. I took one such opportunity to sneak off. I wandered around and found one particular corner with this amazing, buxom, leggy brunette. She was dressed in a corset with thigh high patent leather boots (another of my turn ons). I wandered up to the door and was welcomed inside. What an absolute beauty. Tall, flawless skin, and dressed to kill. I nearly bust a nut on the spot."Have you been to this part of Amsterdam before?" she asked."Oh yes, many.