Cranky after a miserable car journey my ‘Good ~ Lady’ suggested that I ‘looked after’ her by giving her one of my ‘Famous’, well that’s ...ccording to my Lady, massages. Massage my foot!! I’m not sure who put who up to what but we/she ended up screwing the bejesus out of each other. Now please don’t get me wrong - I’m not saying I didn’t enjoy it, but it’s a subject that’s never been raised in the Sven household. Other than my Lady jumping my bones that night! Something that she never does when. The sun was hot. There were mostly gays there but I noticed some really great looking women there too. His friends were not like him at all. One was a much younger fellow, cute sorta of a young James Dean. He must not have spent any time in the sun…his skin was white, and he had hardly any hair. His name was Donny. The two others were paired together, both athletic, over six feet tall, 175 pounds and good looking. Bill, the older of the two, had long brown hair, Angela Joile lips and the. Her pussy was wet and so tight. A jolt of fear coursed through me. Had I misjudged her age? Her ruddy complexion could have fooled me. But I looked at her eyes. No, she was enjoying my size. That was not an expression of pain. My heart stopped racing. ”Oh, Sha, ” she cooed, her ass sitting on my lap now, ”You are big. But it fits, yeh.”I smiled, my hands roaming her tits and whatever else I could reach. She started slowly grinding her pussy. My cock slid, at her pace and her pleasure, in and. My breasts were the full handful compared to her mouthful, but it also meant little sag. "My god," she whispered, "Oh my god."I smiled and went to the dresser, pulling out the top drawer and taking out the strap-on. It had a Caucasian penis about seven inches long and about the same thickness of most of my lovers. I had bought it to try and keep her expectations realistic. It had the adjustable straps and the back had a short stub that slid into the wearers cunt and pressed her clit. I knelt in.