Ornaments and pictures enhanced the charm of the old cottage. I noticed a photo by the fireplace, which was obviously Jo and a man to one side of her...and a small girl stood in front of her, based on the clothes they were wearing, at a celebration of some sort, such as a wedding.Jo asked me whether I would like to see my room, or have a glass of homemade lemonade, that she’d just made for her and her daughter. I said that the lemonade sounded a great idea, so she told me to leave my overnight. After adding even more lube, she added a second finger and went to work on my ass. Slow and steady at first, but it wasn’t long before my cock tensed up and started blowing a big load all over my stomach and chest. That was the absolute most mind-blowing orgasm I ever had up to that point in my life.Fast-forward ten years. The girlfriend was ancient history, but I continued to fantasize about it, and always enjoyed anal stimulation. I would occasionally use my finger or a small probe when I. ’”“It sounds like she enjoyed herself. The part I don’t understand, was if she was so horny, why didn’t she do what it sounded like she was ready to do—instead of chickening out?” Marie wondered.“She had her hand on me and gave me this hickey—see! So, I supposed she wanted to make love ... I swear I picked up on every signal she sent.”She got up and took my hand and took me into her bedroom. She sat me down.“I was hoping to see your bedroom, only later tonight after our date,” I said.“You are. Vicky has an amazing capacity for drink. I do not and so had been taking it easy. She unpinned the sash and used it to pull me to her. I could feel the brass buttons of her jacket and the brush of her lips. I opened my mouth to her. She released the sash and ran her hands over my breasts through the silk of my dress. She bent to lick my chin and down my neck. I slid my arm from its sling and put both arms around her neck. Her hands roamed over my back, raking the bare skin above the low backed.