In his normal routine, he would pull his unusually heavy suitcase down from the top of his closet. After unzipping the black bag and lifting the lid, ...e would then choose which of the many pornographic magazines would assist him in his task. About a year ago, he actually got the nerve to walk up to the teller at the counter of the White Hen Pantry and ask for Playboy. The teller sold it to him without any questions or fanfare. This continued for a couple months until he got the nerve to ask for. We saw into the crowded bar, many women who are dived beside their husbands, at the table, at the bar, or in the dark corners, while on the brightly lit dance floor, for example, who simultaneously fucked into mouth and pussy by two b*****rs a woman lying on her back on a table. If Bob had a b*****r, I would want to do also times maybe. The dildoslip is a bit uncomfortable while sitting. My presentation was scheduled for 11 clock. Shortly after 10 clock Bob must serve as my sperm giver – I did. The actual massage was longer in duration as she slowly worked his way back up toward my ass. He lingered at my ass giving my cheeks a robust massaging. Then I felt, a well lubricated, finger entering me. When it reached my prostate, I nearly had an orgasm. Damn it felt good.“A full body massage includes a prostate massage,” he said.“I love it, don’t stop,” I said.But after a few minutes, he withdrew his finger, and beginning at my lower back, he proceeded with the massage heading toward my. He then took off his pants to reveal a pretty nice size cock. He presented the cock to my mouth and I started sucking it. I didn't normally like to suck cock and never allowed my husband to cum in my mouth. I sucked this total strangers cock like I was a whore. Well, I guess I was a whore for the moment. He finally pulled his cock out and placed it inside my pussy. He started fucking me like a madman. He was great. He fucked and banged me like he hadn't had pussy in a year. He was.