" "Well our meeting is fate." Her smile and attitude made for a great combo. So positive. She was truly an optimist. "I need a tutor for my magic and ...wordsman skills. Just to learn the basics." "I will tutor you in magic and sword play. In return you tutor me in archery." I was pretty bad with a bow by now. "Ok. But what does that have t-" she stood up and turned her back to me. My jaw dropped. Such a body. "Eyes on the tattoos buddy." "Youre a white hand field marshall?" "Well of course. I am. We were both anxious to taste that hard shaft, but he held our heads back, building up the anticipation. I was dying to get my lips around that beautiful monstrosity that stood, straight and stiff, before my eyes and I knew s*s was too. It still shone with the juice from our lovemaking on it. s*s’ tongue was trying to get a taste, flicking at it like a snake’s. ‘Let me have it,’ she cried out, ‘I can’t take anymore of this. Let my lips devour it my god.’ I manage a simple, pleading,. I love to feel the mess he made in me with his cum slide out my well used asshole and down my legs.Anyway, today is exactly one year from our first date, and Paul told me that he has something brilliant planned for us! I've been so excited all day that I had a hard time concentrating at work. It didn't help that Paul kept texting me either, dropping little hints about what he had in store. Not going to lie, I'm hoping that it's something that involves good wine and LOTS of orgasms.I'm not sure. I went upstairs to take a shower. I stepped into my bathroom and was surprised to see a pair of red thongs lying in the floor. I reached down to pick them up, realizing that they were too big to be one of my girls. I laid the panties on the counter and stripped down. At 40, I consider myself in pretty good shape. At the fire house, when not fighting fires and doing paper work, the guys and I work out a lot. My landscaping job allows me to remain tanned, except for my buttocks and upper thighs.