Her back arched, lifting her ass upward lightly.I swatted her bottom a few times, each swat getting progressively harder. "Hannah, am I getting your ...ttention?"The intensity increased until she was squirming. Reaching behind her with both hands, she spread her ass cheeks wide. The view I had was delicious. Her pussy lips were quite full and droplets of honeydew formed along the edge of her lips. "Sir, am I getting your attention?"My answer came in the form of my hand moving quickly up her. Get naked and be quick about it...' As I pulled my shirt off and tossed it to the chair I asked '...can't you put something on so not to hurt me any more...'Bruce reached over to the dresser and picked up a bottle of hair grease. As I pulled off my tennis and stepped out of my pants and underwear, Bruce applied a good amount of the grease to his rigid penis stroking it very slowly. Once I was naked Bruce said '...get on the bed on you stomach and spread your legs...' I slowly did as he told me,. “Oh yes,” you say. “Jesus, I have needed that. You are so hard, and I feel so full.” I feel you start to move on me now. Slowly your walls slide up almost to the head, and then suddenly I am plunged back into you. I can feel your pubic bone mashing into mine. You keep moving up and down on me, and it feels so soft and smooth. You begin moving faster, and I can feel the end of your tunnel, as your cervix comes down to meet me. I feel the upper wall begin to tighten on me, as your G spot begins. Having completed my make-up, Anne asked me to stand and slip off my robe.(Remember I had still not been able to see the outcome of her work atthis stage and thought I must present a pretty odd sight standing infront of her wearing only a pair of skimpy knickers on my hairy malebody, with my face all painted under a short masculine hair cut!) I guessI should have felt embarrassed standing there with almost nothing on, infront of a woman I hadn't met until one brief hour before, but I didn't.Anne.