.He came upbehind me and started to massage my neck and shoulders he said relay enjoy it I layed back and let him give me a massagesome how he changed...his position and was standing at my side he bend down and started to kiss me very intesnly his one hand was pushing my mini up he could see girlcock and rubed it then his fingers were at my asspussy hole rubbint it I started to get wet and he noticed that and pushed 2 fingers in my pussyhe started finger fucking me and I got wetter I started to. Lying in bed, I wondered for the hundredth time what Donna looks like, what she sounds like, what she smells like, what she tastes like. We've been writing each other for about a year now and as each letter grows more intense, so does my need for her.We "met" when the loneliness of my wife's death really started getting to me. One of the "soccer moms" I met at my son's games suggested I look into an "encounter" group on the internet. Her husband had abandoned her and their son Todd three years. I glanced to the side and found Meike. I motioned to her. I was going to need some assistance in getting the cock aligned to my pussy and folding the mushroom head into me. Once inside me, I trusted nature and instinct to effectively take over. Besides, I wanted Meike to handle the horse’s cock.She looked at me as she kneeled alongside me, her eyes wide. “God, Laura, I can’t believe what you have already done. Now, this!” She reached out and fondled my nearest breast. I told her what I wanted. He didn’t know English. ‘¿Si, Señora?’ he asked as he entered, and then sucked in his breath at the sight of the topless young woman standing in the center of the room. Cindy’s arms trembled at her sides. The woman behind the desk was speaking in quick, fluid Spanish, writing on a piece of note paper as she did so. Reluctantly, the man tore his eyes off Cindy’s bare breasts and he moved to the edge of the desk. The woman handed him the paper and pointed emphatically at what was scrawled across.