.OH MY GOD!!!as she put her neck and head on the floor in effort to reach as far as she could under the dresser her lovely tan-lined ass cheeks parted...fully to reveal the most beautiful puckered rosebud....my hand was a blur and before I could stop I launched a load 8-10 feet into her room which landed on the rug just a few feet from this dream view of the most wonderful mature ass you could imagine.My wheels started turning I needed her in the most depraved, dirty way.I joined the swim team at. Zane looked up, to see Amanda waving to him from a second story window. Zane stared. "How do you know who I am?" he asked, amazed by thehigh pitch of his own voice. Amanda laughed. "Because I made you that way, silly!" Zane jerked. "What? Why--" Amanda cut him off. "Why don't you climb up to my room and talk tome?" she said, indicating the fire escape. Zane could think of nothing to say, and did his best to grab ahold ofthe fire escape, despite his reduced height. Finally he caught. Sylvia spent the weekend. The sex was great; frankly, the kissing, cuddling and intimacy were better. I went back to see Drew every day. He was still groggy but at least appeared to be thinking straighter. After a couple of weeks he was transferred to a hospital nearer his parents’ home in Arizona. I wrote to him a few times, and sent him his checks every month. Years later Sylvia and I were invited to his wedding to Janice. It was a small but pleasant ceremony. Drew, of course, was fine. I saw. He gives my clit one soft lick, earning a loud groan from me. He starts by massaging his tongue on my folds, delving between them. He uses both his thumbs to part my lips and pushes his tongue in. The feeling he is giving me is unexplainable. He puts a thumb on my clit and uses his other hand to push his middle finger inside me. This time it doesn’t feel as invasive as it did before, now it just feels incredible. He pulls my shirt and bra down, exposing me with the hand that was on my clit. He.