After some resistance, his cock sunk past my tight sphincter. I gasped. No matter how many times I have done this, the initial penetration is still ti...ht, still can take my breath away. There is far less time needed to get past that feeling of stretching sting compared to the early times. Now, I sink quickly down on his length, feeling his cock filling me as it passes deeper, a constant filling, opening, stretching until I feel my butt on his hips. I let out a long gasp of air and settle myself. ‘What…’ her finger on his lips. ‘Just sit…and wait….’ she whispered. As she watched him watch her she smiled. Somewhat out of character, she enjoyed him watching her move. She slowly pulled the blankets from the bed and spread them in front of the fire. She sat on the center of the blankets and looked at him. ‘David?’…… ‘Yes Elizabeth.’ ‘How do you do that?’ she asked. ‘Do what?’ ‘Just the way you sit there watching me makes me feel beautiful.’ she answered. His smile widened as she extended. She lost hercontrol and hold my hair tightly and never let me take my lips. Ireached her tongue with mine, and she gave a bite. I kissed her allover her face, and so did she. I started to invade her boobs and thistime she let me play, kiss and mouth. We were hugging and spinningeach other rolling all over the bed, kissing each other. She waswearing skirt & tops, I started unzipping her tops, and she was muchco-operative turning her back for unzipping. We kneed on the bed andshe raised her hand. The first chapter of the first experience at the dairy talks about my arrival, how scared I was, so naive about everything, meeting the dairy owner’s wife and being told about the mentally challenged men who lived in the bunk house where I was headed on my own.This time I just winked at the wife, knew she was going to have sex with me before long and really felt tickled she didn’t seem to remember me. I made a bet with myself how long it would take me to get her in bed.At the bunk house I.