"Oh shit"."Oh my god".I pulled the dildo out of her arse and got her to lie on her back.I then got her to arch her back so that i could re-insert the ...ildo into her arse.As i began to fuck her arse again i said,"Rub your pussy with your fingers.I want to see you masturbate whilst i fuck your arse with this black dildo"."You are one naughty little fucker" she said,before giggling."Thats why i enjoy our sessions so much.Here i am in my fifties enjoying the best sex of my life and with a well hung. When I sat down at the counter I saw why she’d woken up early: she had set out a chocolate croissant with a fresh pot of coffee and the sports page overlooking the garden. The chair was even pulled out to watch her working. But the curtain was drawn, the entire kitchen was bathed in morning sunlight except for my seat. Stephanie knew I liked to watch her work. I pulled back the curtain. In a relationship that’s more than a decade old, it is a rare sight that takes one’s breath away. Stephanie. My breath becomes shallow, almost panting with anticipation, and my mind fills my ears with the sound of rushing surf upon some imagined shore. The night hides me and yet I feel the heat from his body. I want to tell him what my mind is begging for, but my body is already far ahead of my fantasies. His hands keep touching me. They find places that send waves of sensations thru me yet my mind can’t understand. Each new touch is as if my body has never been explored. Like the ripples in a pond. "Just a few jabs of this, and you'll be all set," he said, reaching down and swirling the buzzing dildo around in her cunt like a plastic butter chum. Julie screamed and whimpered, feeling her snatch-walls vibrate furiously in time to the vibrations."Okay. Just a sharp pain at first. Then you'll get used to it," Byron said huskily as he positioned the purple, slick tip of his shaft directly over Julie's puckered asshole. She closed her eyes and concentrated on relaxing and on the buzzing.