"Zan-dahh! You have a call." A cigarette roughened bark rips the air, traceable to the septuagenarian secretary leaning from her office door. Clad in ...loor-to-ceiling khaki, she brays in the region's nasal drawl, "It's Dahh-see."Adonis' studiousness relaxes into a smile that lights the world. My knees deteriorate from tenderized to liquefied. "I'll call back, Louise," he reassures her, his volume robust. Manly. "Twenty minutes... thirty, tops."Silently I thank the salt-cured receptionist. Now I. ? The words seemed to calm her abit. He left the car on the drive in front of the double doors of the house. Thenhe went to the passenger side of the BMW and helped her out. ?I was thinking we should eat first and then I'll give you a tour.? She nodded. When they ate in the large dining room with it's honey stained oak floor,they made little small talk. Conversation fruitful however, he learned thatshe had no man of significance in her life save her father. The rest was idlechatter though. So. Usually we'd just have a quick fuck and suck in their car, and some would even invite me to their house. One guy I met shared my ass smell fetish and we chatted online for a few weeks, camming and sniffing dirty underwear, he'd sniff his wife's and daughter's and I longed to find out what they both smelt like! We had been camming and chatting for almost a month when he finally agreed to meet me. He had me go to his house, and when I got there, was shocked at what I saw. As he led me to his. 10 minutes couldn’t have passed, and I was already about to cum.Finally, he grunted loudly, grabbing my shoulders, and tunneled his cock in me and breeded my slutty ass with his hot cum.“Fuck!” I groaned, and I came so hard that my body gave out, and I fell forward. The whole thing only lasted about 15 minutes, but it was the best fucking I had ever gotten. I asked him what his name was and he simply said “Mathis”. That was the first and last time I heard him talk, but I didn’t need him to.