Emily’s slender and much smaller prick started bobbing.“Oh yeah! That’s some sexy shit,” admitted the forty-five year-old. “You like that,�... she teased him.“Yeah, faggit! This is shit my wife can’t do.”“I bet,” giggled Emily. “Is that why you like fucking sissies?”“Hell yeah! Get all this big Black cock.”“I love it!”“It loves you! Nothing like fucking boypussy, baby girl!”“Ooh, Daddy!”“I’m not finished with you! Get back on your knees,” ordered the older fellow.Emily slowly complied and got on. “It is coming…. Yes…” he cried out and I felt his cum filling my arse. He kept his cock inside me even after he came for a minute or two. My arse muscles kept contracting around his cock during that time. I was in a state of ecstasy. I collapsed on the bed with exhaustion. He also lied down next to me and we both had a short nap. I was the first one to wake up. I looked down and saw his cock which was still quite semi limp. I gently took it in my hand and slowly stroked it. He woke up and. When a young sales lady saw me looking, she came over and asked if she could help me find something. I explained my wife to her, “About five feet, four inches tall; relatively dark-skinned; long, black hair; size 34-b, 36; and, she wants to be surprised.” She asked me a few more questions, like what kind of swimsuits she wears now? I told her, “Single-piece, but she said she wants me to get her a bikini.”The lady got a cute grin on her face and thought she knew what would be perfect. She led me. I found myself tightening my thigh muscle against her to increase the pressure on her, that just made her bear down on me harder. She kissed me again, a deep kiss, her lips parted and she brought her tongue up to meet mine. I felt her lift off my thigh but she kept the kiss going. A second later she took my hand and slid it under the waistband of her pj bottoms. She wan't wearing any panties. She pushed my hand down between her legs and there was no avoiding the wetness there. My fingertip.