ComDay OneIt was a strange photo. I was at an auction together with my Dad. He lovedold things that he could fix, and make them look like the time the... werenew. Antiques have charm. Modern things look the same and you can see theyare mass-produced. You can see the small details and the love of thingsthat people put in things in the past. I know that many would say thatantiques smell and look old. But I like them just as much as Dad, and wasallowed to go with him to auctions.There was nothing. Her lips were soft, her mouth was big and her tongue was long and strong. My arms went around her and explored her neck, her back, her ass. It went on and on for what seemed a long time, we moaned together. Her tongue pounded me, controlled me, and wriggled to the deepest reaches of my mouth. Kissing Rebecca was like getting fucked in the throat.When we finally parted, both of us grinned.“Wow,” she said. “Not a bad first kiss, huh? We’ll have to get back to that later because right now I’m. I can be your ally and your support.”I poured shampoo into my hands, turned her so her back faced me, and began to lather her hair. She leaned forward from the waist allowing her ass to push back against my cock as I continued to wash her hair. Had any other woman done that, I would have thought it an invitation to sex.But, Cathy was not any woman. Cathy was a woman who loved her power. I believed she was trying to soften my resolve by hardening my cock. I kept my voice neutral.“Why is it so. “Well, this girl said it did. After we have our fuck we can look it up on the net.”We fucked for about half an hour and we both had a good time and I got to cum twice and she came once.After our fuck we were sitting on the bed and she said: “I was thinking about you wanting me to fuck a dog. Do you really want me to try?”“It would be up to you but it might be fun,” I replied. Then she said, “Would you mind if I tried?”“Only if I could watch,” I told her.Then we had another fuck and after that,.