Mary was happy for her friend, besides, the more people she knew that were into butt fucking the more normal she felt. Just like the sex with her son,...the other couples confirmed that they were not doing anythingwrong, Somedays she wanted to scream at her ‘straight; friends, “fuck your sons, the best sex you’ll ever have!”George came way to soon for himself and not soon enough for his mother. She was amazed, her asshole felt his cock swell just before he came, she felt every drop of his cum as. Susanne and I keep talking about her thesis. She even goes back up and to Amsterdam to collect study books. Susanne and I have adjacent rooms in a nearby modern monestry. It never saw any steady inhabitant monks.Susanne and I share a thin wall between us, so often I have to listen in to late night Rob's intoxicated quarrels.Susanne embarrasses me at moments, when I try to come on a foxy fantasy of having her in her hot sphincter.Susanne breaks my heart, when I hear her crying. Minutes later by. I knew I looked nervous. I was riding a crazy wave of emotions that I had inflicted on myself! I had been like normal, camped out on the deck with my laptop and my radio. Sensing my nervousness Donna wanted to go back out on the deck and visit a little. We had known each other for years but I never looked at her in a sexual way, there was no attraction there for me at all. Donna was like a lot of women in her late fifties you see out there. Oh, I know that sounds stereotypical and I know. After lifting his head he then utters, “Make love to me Angelo… please fuck me.”Next, he moves off me and turns onto his back as I shift my body to the side. After repositioning his body in the middle of the bed I begin to inhale the smell I have so yearned for. His body exudes the earthy smell of musk. As I sniff and begin to lick his satin torso he mews like a kitten. Then, placing his hands on my head he sensually massages my scalp as I move on top of him. I begin nibbling on his nipples to.