After I grabbed my breath, I asked “What is your name?”“I have none,” she confessed somewhat reluctantly.“How about Ann; short for Andromeda... a nearby galaxy I've heard about?”“Ann – I'm now Ann, the mate of . . .?”“Daniel – Dan would be good.”“Are you happy with this body?”“It’s beautiful,” I murmured reverently, “Would you be upset if I asked for something different?”“No, change is good and gives me opportunity to experience our coupling in the form you prefer.”“Well, how about a tall slender. "I didn't respond, I just felt. A moment later she began to slide it in. I felt the cool, wet tip of the cock press against my opening. I pushed back a little and the tip slid in - I exhaled violently. "Does it hurt," she said."Not really, I just need to get used to it."I nodded, and she slid a little deeper. This was good, and I moaned. She began to work my ass in a slow rhythm now, and I was really enjoying it. I found that I liked the feeling of her in control, the feeling of being fucked.. I stroked it with the tip of my tongue, then sucked it. As I did so, my hand crept down between the French beauty’s legs. I massaged her bare mound, then went lower, caressing her soft, moist lips and teasing her clit.“You know your way around a woman’s body, Vincent,” Eloise said quietly, her fingers toying with my hair.“Karen was a good teacher,” I answered, moving up to kiss her.“And she had a good student, I think.”We kissed again, then I returned my attention to her breasts. I licked and. Behind her glasses were cheerful looking hazel eyes. Her wavy gray hair framed a face that was wise with age but not overly wrinkled. Her C-cup breasts had only a hint of sagging. She still wore her wedding ring on her finger. "And how long has it been, Senator, since you lost your husband?" It was good to stay informed about the people that decided on your annual budget."Five long, lonely, years," she replied wistfully. Unspoken understanding passed between the two women. "And please, call me.