‘Not too bad for the number of years put on the old body,’ he thought, reaching for his Acqua Di Parma shaving gel he looked over his body as he l...thered his face. At 6’1 Ian was tall for an Englishman, dark close-cropped hair with just a hint of gray, a lean silhouette that still had a fairly well defined musculature for a man of his years. Finishing his morning ritual, Ian stepped into his closet. Pulling on a Stefano Rici button down with his favorite pair of faded Levis and his Bragano. I pinched them gently and started rolling her nipples in my hand. She was excited a lot. I could feel her breasts going up and down due to her heavy breathing. I was just out of this world. I started rolling her nipples like I do normally. She was very excited that she once took her right hand caught my hand and pressed them and then she knew that it would not be safe and she put her hand back to her old position.I was enjoying myself. Her breasts were 34 or 35 in size nice soft firm and. " No, no, hold on. I'm... naked, remember?" Oh, they won't mind." I will!" Oh, now you're shy?" Oh, wasn't he last night?" Vicki, of course.Steve wriggled out of the sleeping bag behind me, and rolled over the top of me to sit on the edge of the camp stretcher, turned and kissed me quickly, and swivelled back to the girls."That better then?" to me, and then "Well gimme, Heather. You think this is a modelling gig?"All three of them collapsed in fits of laughter then, obviously completely. He began to fuck me so hard his balls hit my ass, when I was close to cumming, he flipped me over and pulled me up on my knees. He spread my ass apart I knew then that I was in trouble I tried to protest and he smacked my mouth. I knew to shut up immediately or be smacked again. He spread the cheeks of my ass apart and without breaking my tight little brown hole in he crammed his huge cock into my ass. I thought I was going to pass out from the pain of his cock in my asshole. He fucked my ass.