My legs were wrapped tightly around the bass of his back. He then put his hand around my neck and said "tell me when you come" he fucked me like he ha... not had sex for years. He was pounding me and staring right at me, I don't think we blinked once. His dick felt incredible in me. His rhythm was that of a salsa dancer and every time he sunk deeper into me, he gripped my neck a bit further. He shifted himself slightly (without me noticing) and he moved my arms up behind my head. I had to be the. I must confess to a most exhilarating feeling as she did this.After a moment I was astonished that she took her hand away from my drenched sex and put it to her lips, licking it. That she should have such regard for me as to wish to taste my... I had the same desire for her suddenly, wrong though I knew it was, and after keeping my hand timidly along the line of her inner thigh, I suddenly thrust it into her sex, which was as wet and steamy as my own.We each bucked up and down on the others'. To do this, there's certain things I have to do to prepare you for it. Are you willing?" "What kind of things?" I asked. I was quite excited, but I wanted to know what I had to do. "Well...we've been talking about you quitting from editing and just writing. How would you feel about doing that as a woman? I mean full- time, as in permanently? I can make you as beautiful as you want, you know that, and you've always written better as a woman than as a man anyway. What do you think of that. She immediately closed after I came inside. We were smiled each other. We went and relaxed on the couch and had some conversation. Then I enquired about her. She was around 28 yrs old. She is married, and her husband went to London 1 month back staying alone in her apartment. We continued chatting for some time about our personal life to make ourselves comfortable with each other. Her husband is money conscious and always goes for long business trips. They got married 2 years ago but she hardly.