To start with I’m 22, living in Colombo, from a middle class family, with a handsome physic and attractive features (that’s what girls say), curre...tly working for a MNC. I won’t blabber about the size of the dick because I believe sex is an art. The story is not a fiction, hence is a bit long please bear with me. The heroine of the story is Amanda (name changed) 33 years of age, living with her mom and a mother of three daughters and husband working abroad.Amada’s mom and mom have been really. Being a nurse as she is and everyone knowing of her total caring about people and more especially about me, it was no problem at all for her to get this.She is about the only person ever in my life outside of course of dawg and witchy and little momma, who all truly care about me and still have and do even now.People out in this world are cruel and cold hearted as hell. They see someone like me and to make their fucked up world and life better pounce on my mental abilities and my looks. Nothing. The air conditioning fought gamely against the steam that was rising from the combination of our excited breathing.“This horny pussy is so fucking wet,” I said.“Fuck it,” she grunted.“Tight little cunt,” I whispered. “You’re such a slut, letting me finger you in broad daylight.”“I am,” she breathed, her eyes closed, her hips moving rhythmically against my gently thrusting fingers. “I’m a horny slut with a… horny… cunt. Uhhhh…”Even as I leaned in close to her, whispering to her and. Let me try and remember and recapture the feel of it.First was the feeling of something hairy, like sandpaper, rubbing against the tip of my cock. Then, as my cock head touched her open crack, I think I felt the wetness of her distended clit on my glans – it was a feeling like never before, an explosion of pleasure that made me involuntarily say aaaahh! Then a delightful parting of her labia, the slow swallowing of my rod as it embarked on a pleasure trip down a warm, wet tunnel each millimeter.