Her mind and body no longer cared about the 'whys' or 'hows', only what 'they' were doing to her aroused body.She felt pressure against her legs and b...ck, it was almost like a soft blanket of warm air. Her body was slowly moved from a standing position to a prone position. The persistent attention on her body never faltered or stopped. A sense of nervous excitement gripped her mind when she felt her legs being bent at the knees and spread apart. Her arms were pulled outward and held level with. “You don’t need to turn around just yet. I’d like to make sure that you’ve followed my instructions.” I think you recognized my voice from our calls. It seemed to bring a measure of relief. Until you felt my hand on the back of your leg. Until you realized what making sure you’d followed my instructions meant. You froze at my touch, your breath catching as without fanfare I ran my open hand up the back of your stockinged thigh, past the welt onto bare skin, then let it linger, cupping one of. She could barely move as he filled her, his large hands at her girlish hips, holding her firmly on his throbbing member. Then he began to thrust. Any passerby looking up would have seen the pretty face of the librarian covered in the sweat of passion. They would have seen her shoulders heaving as she thrust her hips back as an unseen man heaved into her. In the standing doggie rear entry position, the tip of his cock rubbed her g-spot more directly, making her feel like she had never felt. I enjoyed every minute but had gone for about 3 years with no male contact.At 40 I decided I had to act on my urges and my biggest curiousity was swallowing a full load of cum from another guys cock. I proceeded with an internet search of bi or gay guys in my area. After a couple weeks I started chatting with David. We traded pics and as soon as I saw his cock I was very intrigued. It was 7.5" cut with a gorgeous head on a thick shaft.Our chats continued for about a week and got steamier each.