It was a good thing that I lubed that finger generously before he stabbed me with it. It felt so good. I continued sucking his cock. He finger-fucked ...e for a couple of minutes. Sooner than I expected (or desired), he retrieved his finger. I was disappointed for an instant, but to my surprise, he made me lick it together with yet another finger; this time he had two fingers in my mouth. Following act, he moved his middle and index fingers out of my mouth and out of my peripheral vision, and a. I was still thin, with a hint of middle age bulge and round, full breasts that had just a bit of sag to them. My ass was wider than in my young days, but it wasn’t huge and it still had a nice, firm appearance. My brown hair came to my ears and only showed a few grays here and there. I had worked hard at maintaining my complexion and aside from some age lines, it was still smooth. All in all, I wasn’t exactly a head turner, but not bad for an old broad.I quickly put on the bra and panties and. In the end I thought other people might enjoy reading about what really happened.Bike Ride is a story that is loosely based on a real event. The story I wrote started one night when I was drinking in real life. I was feeling a little horny and daring from the alcohol and decided to put myself on a little adventure. I really did go for a ride with a butt plug that vibrated and inflated. I was just beginning to explore anal so even with my mind and body numbed from the liquor inserting the plug. She still hadn’t returned. He went out to the stables and asked Danny if he could take him into town in the carriage. He sat in the cab looking forward to being back on the ship. He alighted from the carriage and spoke briefly with the young man before shaking his hand. Danny nodded and smiled before driving off. Drake scanned the crowd in the harbor looking for Virginia’s red hair. She was nowhere to be seen. He walked onto the docks and boarded the Aurora. He found Simpson and shook hands.