She had just come home from the nearby shopping center as Fawn strolled up from the opposite direction. Fawn was dressed in a short tennis skirt with ... matching blouse. Her golden thighs flashed prettily in the sun, drawing Joan's eyes."Hello," Joan said, smiling friendly."Why, Joan!" Fawn said, as if she had not seen the woman in years. "Here, let me help you with those bags."Joan gave one of her bags up and followed the girl up the stairs toward her apartment. The gentle sway of Fawn's tight,. It’s finding the right kind of physical intimacy that presents a challenge. As an older woman, I usually attract younger men, who don’t know what a pussy is, or older men, who never have enough energy for me.The man I want probably doesn’t exist, but I still hold hope that I’ll find him one day. Until then, I spend every summer lying on my favorite beach, sunbathing naked, trying to attract my masculine lover.Whenever my pussy aches too much, I’ll allow an eager sprite to crawl between my legs. I really had absolutely no idea that bootssuch as those could actually be used to inflict massive amounts of pain. Thathad been my second lesson. What brought pleasure and what gave pain was arbitrary,my mistress decided how things around me rewarded and punished me. I no longerhad any part in those decisions, I was only to receive and give as she so deigned. As I thought back to those beautiful boots encasing her shapely legs I foundmyself becoming even more aroused. The pale moonlight shone. "Oh my, Ohhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!' I was screaming and I wanted us to come together. What a high!!!!! "I'm going to cum, Baby, I need to cum.....Please, please cum with me." I couldn't believe the rush I was feeling as Bruce kept fucking me as hard as he could. Banging me over and over, it was wonderful and I felt like the cum pouring from pussy was never going to stop....AWGHHHHH!!!!!!!! The bed felt wet and that was just from me. I felt a great sense of relief. It was wonderful..... .