My earliest memory's of my love and turn on of the male ass was when I was in my late teens and living at home with my older step brother, who was muc... older then me and very attractive and masculine to me . He had left his well worn tighty whiteys on the bathroom floor after taking a shower and I found the little white nest of scent filled man smells just laying under the bathroom vanity and could not resist the desire to pick them up and hold the well worn crotch to my nose and deeply inhale. But I didn't care as I enjoyed this wonderful taste inside.I eased away as she looked down at me. Her eyes melted me, as she appeared to wondered why I had stopped. But now, I wanted to try something. I took a finger and gently eased it between her swollen pussy lips, and into her tight wet cunt. I slid it, in. Out. In. Out. I wriggled it around in every direction possible while inside. It appeared from her groans of ecstasy and heavy breathing that I was hitting all the right spots. I added a. The cool light of the stars and moon is quickly replaced by the yellow and warm glow of its dancing flames. As the wood surrounding the beach fill with its light, I can see that elusive fluttering speck of white disappearing into the darkness. I chase after it, dodging through the trees and falling flowers hoping to spy what it is. As I draw nearer to it, I can hear a faint laughter traveling on the wind and a trace of perfume that is sweeter even than the rain of petals I race through. . Her ass cheeks were huge and were swaying while she walked before me. Nothing happened after and she made my favourite dish for dinner. I ate and started to watch cricket.She asked me if I needed some water and I said yes. I was so immersed in the match that I didn’t notice her coming and she stood there beside me. I was shocked to see her in a sleeping robe. It barely covered her thighs and I could see her milky huge thighs.She moved a bit closer and I could see her pantie. She cleared her.