Come here and slide inside me and take care of that, It's a nice ride, warm and wet and tight." Laura said offering up a quick fuck like it was no big...deal and taking off her panties and leaning against the vanity. I want to assure you she was no twenty year old but for her age I thought she looked damn good. And her light brown bush looked as if was neatly trimmed. My clothes were off just like that and dropped to my knees and buried my face in her sweet vintage snatch. I had a long time. Put her fingers in the waistband of her shorts then pulled them down while bending. Poking her arse in her man's direction. It was a nice arse. Hair poking from the deep crease.She turned. She was NOT a natural blonde. I could see the furry mound, with its protruding lips quite clearly. She ran a hand between her legs, spreading her pussy then letting it close. She moved forward. Leaned down and briefly took the length of his cock in her mouth. Then she was up again, straddling him. Lowering. When I finally calmed down, I felt exhausted but wonderful as well. I reached over shut the light and crawled into bed. I dreamed of naked girls running through the showers, with me running after them, my hand at my crotch, empty.I woke up before the alarm, took a quick shower, and got dressed, put on my makeup. I was just about to go downstairs when I spotted Anne's calendar on the wall. Curious, I checked it out. Friday, I noted was circled in red. I wonder what that means. Then I started. There is no reason for her to give me a second glance, and no way to engineer a meeting to find out. What we shared was intense, dramatic, and satisfying on an elemental level. I'd love to find a way to reconnect, but that doesn't seem likely, reasonable, or gentlemanly. I have three women who love me in their best way, and I love them all intensely, passionately, and completely without reservation. There was no reason to endanger that by chasing rainbows."Hey," I heard, interrupting my.