Although their bodies screamed virgin – hard body territory, mine whispered same shape only softer. Amazingly, I felt sexy, but that is not the word...I would have given it. I just reveled in the beauty of my lines and curves, and sex really had no part in it, but then again, it never did. The day was glorious, cool temps and low humidity, a perfect September day. I had chosen to wear shorts that showed off the lingering tan while it still showed, and a flower print top that tied under my. I left my hotel and walked in the direction of the bustle of activity. As I drew closer, I could see that it was a bazaar. I noticed a large number of booths from which people were selling a wide variety of items. Some of the more enterprising stands even supplied a mirror so that you could see how an item might look on you.One booth sold silk ties, another sold shirts, while another might be selling wooden lacquer boxes. I even noticed an old lady, on the outskirts, selling a few containers of. "I want to hear you say it Jess. I want to hear you say you want me." "I want you Mike." "And?" "I want you to fuck me please!" He started thrusting into me again, putting my calves on his shoulders. "I have wanted to be with you like this for a long time Jess. I want you so bad right now I can hardly think straight!" He fucked me harder and harder, until I was no longer softly moaning his name, I was screaming it. I could tell I was about to cum. "I want to cum deep inside your pussy!" I was. Keelin actually gasped as she laid eyes on these supremely muscular examples of manhood. "Oh my!" she said beneath her breath as she felt a strong physiological response to the thoughts that immediately started to race through her mind. Quite u*********sly she tried to catch the eye of one of these gorgeous behemoths. It was probably fortunate that all four stood steadfastly at attention staring forward and not seeing the stiffened nipples showing through her still damp dress. The gates opened.