I jumped on her and started to suck those melons, with other hand i was pressing the other boob and occasionally massaging her ass.She started moaning...and pressing me deep more and more. I removed my tee and Jeans and was just in underwear.She was moving her hand on my hairy chest and was admiring it.Then it was time for me to remove her Jeans, i licked her navel and started removing the jeans slowly. She was not wearing any Panty and has small hairs on her beautiful pink pussy.My god she was. He didn't know if he wanted her to arrive or not. The clock clicks over to eleven PM and Chris stares at the door. Nothing. No knock. No sounds in the hallway.He feels his load of cum dripping down his leg, into his pubic hair, onto the chair. I should really clean this up, he thought, but she might still be...His thought was interrupted by a knock on the door. She was here.IIIChris knew it was Mistress Anna. He could feel his cum running down his leg as he went to open the door, but he didn't. I slowly removed his shirt and ran my fingers through his hairy chest. I leaned in and moved around him as I playfully kissed his nipples and then his arms. I could feel my nipples brushing up against him. I moved behind him and pressed my breasts into his back as I reached around to unbuckle his belt. He stopped me.He took my hand and moved me in front of the window. It was late evening and we had neglected to close the drapes when we entered the room. Our room overlooked the pool and. I saw her standing tall; her slender nearly 6 foot frame caught in silouette of an early sunset at our bedroom window before we went out to dinner, blonde hair piled up on her head, red bra and matching thong outlining her curves. My body responded to my thoughts by giving me an immediate hard on. I continued through the drawer, my hand finally falling upon a pair of her black silk thigh high stockings. God, how I loved to see her in those! She had been blessed with legs "up to there" and once.