There I was met with a glorious unkempt bush that seemed to cover her labia almost completely. It was clear she hadn't shaved, waxed, or even trimmed ...or awhile. My kind of woman I thought to myself. Her bush was so thick and hairy that I decided I'd eat her out if I was lucky enough to have a second encounter with Vanessa. She didn't seem to mind when I crawled on top of her on the couch and began to make out while my right hand fondled her gorgeous saggy tits and played with her nipples. She. They wrapped up in spa robes made of the same material and Darryl tenderly brushed the tangles out of her hair. Few words were exchanged since both were very aware that the thread connecting them was at this moment very fragile, but neither was quite ready to be the one to snap it. There still was, and always would be, their long shared history of a tender love so caring touches and caresses remained comfortable and natural. Less certain was whether they still were, or would for very long be,. She would rub her ass back against me to lodge my prick a few inches inside her seeping cunt, then pull off it so she could use it as a paintbrush to paint her clit.Apparently, she was enjoying this as much as I was. If only she had done some of these things sooner! How much time had been wasted? How many nights had I lain awake with throbbing balls because the woman who claimed to love me simply didn't understand the degree of need a man has? What a pity.At 36, I don't usually get my rocks off. Oh God, it was a sublime sensation.In hardly any time at all, I was sucking cock as if I had been doing it all my life, which of course I had but only in my imagination. Only once did he have to remind me to take care with my teeth. In fact, so enthusiastically was I blowing him that I totally failed to notice that there were other men in the room. It was only when he withdrew and his cock was replaced by another, that I became aware of his friends, who are of course my friends now as well. All.