One hand drifting under to rub the luscious spot between your ass and balls.The other raising to slide over your cock. Your velvet hardness sliding so...tly through my hand. My own cock, continuing to lazily pump in and out.Wanting to really pump your cock hard, I reach for the lube and drizzle just a bit onto you. Mmm... My hand glides now. My other turning and cupping your balls. Squeezing, rolling them.My hips begin to grind into you. My clit throbs with each bit of wonderful pressure against. I kissed her passionately. She was young but somehow I knew it was right. I was so hard now it was becoming painful. I set her down on the bed and placed the head of my cock at the opening of her hairless pussy. I nudged my way to the hole I desired, and thrust into the wet, warm, impossibly tight vaginal canal of Emma. She squealed but asked for more. I answered with a deeper thrust, over half of my cock in her. I backed out, looked her in the eyes, and thrust again, this time all the way to. “When you said you had a thing for mature men what exactly did you mean?”“I meant I have a thing for them in a social way.” And she paused and I knew I had just blown it. She swallowed hard and then said, “And in a sexual way. I know we just met but something tells me that you may just be my kind of man.”I had been with my share of women in my lifetime but had never met a young woman so confident and assertive about what she wanted. Instead of some slow dance or cat and mouse sort of game to. The weekend comes and my cousin and his wife come over for a swim on a hot & muggy Saturday afternoon. Now his wife isn't the prettiest woman, yet not terrible looking by any means. A bit heavyset around 5 ft. 7 in. or so in height, weighing around 170 lbs. She had natural red hair and had pale, freckly skin. Average breasts for her size and a bigger butt. I'm already in the pool when they arrive in the backyard. She's wearing a blue one-piece swimsuit, nothing flashy or sexy. I watch out of.