"Well, we finally meet," Dan said, "and I have to say your are much prettier than the photo you sent me."Maxine blushed a bit, "and you aren't bad loo...ing yourself."Dan was about 5'7" inches with a head of curly black hair with a hint of gray. His hazel eyes gleamed when he grinned his toothy grin. He had a bushy black mustache that seemed to dominate his face and an easy laugh. He was dressed in a neon orange Hawaiian shirt and khaki Dockers and Maxine could tell he worked out."So how has your. If the tub was roomy for two I might have joined her, but I told her I hadn’t had my beach walk yet so I would be back in an hour or so letting her have her alone time.True to my word I did start my walk. As soon as I was passing the lone hotel on the beach a double slider opened and Bronwyn stepped out in a robe. She waved as I looked up and stopped. I smiled and she smiled back. I motioned for her to come down, but she shook her head NO. I made a sad face and she looked both ways as if to. I used to spend other time in front of the system looking into mails n job searches. On that day one of the agent called me and told me he had mailed the address and other details for interview so I was bit happy any was checking mails, mean time bobby got me the cup of coffee near the computer table. I did not notice her standing at my back I kept reading the details, once I finished she gave me the coffee and stood there, I closed the mail and went to inbox there were so many unread mails. There is a helpless, tortured quality that attempts to belie your enjoyment of my attentions. Your rigid cock tells me all I need to know. I press you against the mirror just from the pressure of my finger in the depths of your ass. Lovely cock-head prints appear on the glass, distracting me for a moment as I pump my finger in and out. Then a second finger joins the first. You whimper a little. I can feel your legs shaking. I'm not giving you much time to adjust...because I really really want.