"I wouldn't have done that. That freak doesn't need to know who I boughtit for," she told me. The word freak stopped me in my tracks. Did she think I ...as a freak too?"Why did you call him a freak," I asked. "He just looked like a freak with all that black eyeliner and all thosepierceings. He just looked so weird," she told me. I felt a little better seeing she didn't mention that he looked sofeminine so I said, "At first I thought he was a woman till he gotcloser." "So did I, at first," She. After telling my husband about my experiences with my group of young guys and than taking him up to my secrete place in the park and showing him around and than using the area to the fullest. This week has been just as exciting for me. Before I continue, let me describe myself, I have a distinct look – 51 years old, 5 feet 5 inches tall, 145 pounds, Hispanic with darker skin, brunet hair – shoulder length, mouth that loves to suck cock and has acquired the taste for cum, breast size 36D with. The massaging showerhead pulsed against my pussy as I stroked myself moving my fingers deep into my tunnel. Crying out softly, I took myself over the edge, hoping for many more to come. I shaved my skin leaving it soft and smooth, knowing he liked a naked slit, and hurried out of the shower. I dried my long blonde hair, leaving it loose around me. It hung nearly to the top of my ass. I pinned a silk orchid over one ear and then lightly applied my make-up. He hates it when women wear too much. I. Come for us!"Sarah's verbal goading and relentless fucking drove me over the edge of a vertiginous cliff. I felt the spasm coiling in my belly, and then unleashing with cobra speed so that my cunt gripped her like a vice, squeezing her fist in its loving embrace. Mark blurred his fingers over my clit, and as Sarah pulled against my clenching, my juice spurted in hot streams, cleansing my soul in the fever of purest ecstasy.Sarah fucked me until I fell forwards onto my elbows, moaning.