A silent expression of love and tenderness.Then she leans forwards, burying her face in one of the huge number of pillows that appeared when she first...moved in with me all those years ago. A silent reminder that tenderness is not exactly what she wants right at this moment – she wants to get fucked. Hard. And I am more than happy to oblige.Grabbing her hips, I thrust deeply into her. She pushes her hips back against me, and we fall into a familiar rhythm. She buries her face in the pillow,. I was not sure how she would be, but I was excited about it. She returned, drank her wine, and she was getting drowsy pretty quick. I said lets go to the room, and have a good sleep, start a new day.When we got back to the room, she was in a heightened drunk type state but different than normal. Very suggestive. I told her to stand on the bed, put her hands on the wall and dance. She did. Now I knew something was up here. She would never do that. She was completely open to suggestions, and did. I love hairy ass, smooth round bubble ass's, men with hairy taints and lightly fuzzy cheeks and that secret erotic place , I love to sniff, lick and bury my nose and tongue in. My earliest memory's of my love and turn on of the male ass was when I was in my late teens and living at home with my older step brother, who was much older then me and very attractive and masculine to me . He had left his well worn tighty whiteys on the bathroom floor after taking a shower and I found the little white. She was well taken care of. PostscriptTwenty years later at the age of fifty-eight, Bjorn took his wife and two daughters on a "Land of the Midnight Sun Cruise." They took the scenic train ride from Oslo to Bergen where they would later board their ship. While in Bergen, they hired, Eric, a tour guide who spoke excellent English. During lunch, Bjorn's wife said, "You know dear, I can't get this out of my mind. Eric looks so much like you when you were younger. It's almost as if he was your.