After done, Melisa insisted but Jon helped her clean the table, loading the dish washing machine and they walked back in the living room. Melisa turne... on some soft romantic music as they sat on the sofa with their glasses refilled. Soon they were both very passionate and breathing heavily, as she got up and pulled him up by his hand to her bedroom. The bedroom was already lit with some candles and she turned off the lights as she sat down on the bed, whispering quietly for him to get undressed. Carstairs," he said hesitantly."You have found him," I said is my most courtly Charleston accent.His face broadened into a smile. "Hello, then, Jack," he said. "I'm Richard Ashley."So this was Richard, to whom I'd spoken so often on the phone but had never actually seen. At times I'd envisaged him as Goliath, this massive man of formidable powers and strength. Yet here he was in person, no larger or stronger or more imposing than the average man I'd meet in the street.But I had a role to. He dropped one hand between their bodies taking the hard throbbing cock between his fingers and guided it forward, using the thick rubbery head to part the full fleshy lips of her cunt. She turned her head to the side on the mattress, closing her eyes with a shudder as she felt its soft electrical contact against the sensitive ragged edges of her moistly dilating pussy."Oh oh, no," she whimpered, attempting a protest as she felt the first harsh pressure against the wet elastic opening of her. In no time he was rock hard and suddenly pushed me against the back cushion of the sofa, grabbing my legs and opening my thighs and pushing my knees against my shoulders. I was already salivating in anticipation of what was coming and I could feel my sphincter relaxing as he rubbed his wet bulb against it. Ron quickly realized I was ready for him and started pushing in. My asshole opened like a flower in the morning dew and incredibly the huge glans cleared my opening without resistance or.