I didn't start fucking in public until I met Dick, but I'd take a guy home from time to time. Guys I met at the beach, or from work, or at the bars. M...st of them weren't good lovers, though. They gave me what I needed, or at least some of them did, but not what I wanted. A lot of that was my fault, I realized later. I was always seeing these guys as my "knight in shining armor" who would be perfect in every way, and getting disappointed when they turned out to be just horny guys who wanted to. She had a fleshy bottom which he delighted to feel beneath the palm of his hand and a small protruding stomach; not fat, just rounding to womanhood rather than skinny. Her face, hard against his now, was similarly softened by round, rosy cheeks. The arm that she laid over him was no mere bony protuberance, but had the fleshy appearance that made him want to kiss it and suck on it to taste the sweat from her skin. ‘Damn!’ he thought ‘I’m too attracted to this woman’. He took his time to enjoy. I was so nervous as I was walking into the bar. He said he would meet me in the back where the tables were a little bit isolated from the main bar. I got there before him and found a table in the back. I kept thinking, why would this young hot stud be interested in a 40 yo like me. I ordered a glass of wine to try to relax a bit and when I looked up, he was standing there looking down at me. As soon as I looked into his eyes, he smiled and sat down. He ordered a drink and we sat there talking. Her hands played with his nipples for a moment, strumming them and then drifting to his mouth. He wanted to speak, wanted to moan, wanted to express his passion but her fingers closed his lips whilst her hips started to move. Slightly side to side. Imperceptibly up and down. Her body found a rhythm that made Elspeth shudder. That just added to his tension.She built up the movement slowly. Brian felt that he could not come. He was a rod, a dildo for her to pleasure herself on. He could feel a.