Then slowly said, “33”.“That’s a good girl. Do you want to feel like 20 years old again?”She was puzzled by my question. Nonetheless, she no...ded her head in ‘yes’.I said, “Pull down my pant zip and put your hand inside.”She looked shocked, she must not have expected that I ask her so soon to hold my cock. She mumbled, “I just came here to ask why you called me.”I knew she was lying. No women say I came here to fuck! It is a man’s job to understand women. So I understood her and ordered. “Do as. And so did I. I went to the kitchen to get us another round, swaying my ass from left to right, feeling really confident."Very good. Now take a seat and sit that fine ass of yours down. I’m going to give you a quick lesson in psychology." Psychology?" I asked, surprised.I had no idea what he meant with that, so I took a chair and sat down."I want you to know how it will be between us. I've already told you about presentation and posture -- two of my six Ps -- but there are four more. And you. Two men were fighting. One was a really big guy in a wrestler’s mask, and the other wasn’t quite as big as the other guy, but was still pretty strong looking. The guy in the mask kicked the other guy in the stomach, and when the other guy bent over in pain, the masked guy forced his head between his legs. The masked guy then did a power bomb through a table, which is to say, he lifted him up in the air, flipping him over, and then slammed him back first through the kitchen table, which broke in. She (for I still don’t know this woman’s name) starts to thrust her hips in time with me. “Oh god that’s feels fantastic. Press a little firmer. That’s it.” Without interrupting this finger fucking, she unbuttons her coat and starts working on the buttons to her blouse. Once she has it open she pulls it from her skirt. Thrusting her chest forward she reaches behind and unclasps her bra. She did that thing women do to remover their bars without taking the blouses of. Two lovely boobs come into.