..”“Want him inside me? Oh boy, yes, please. And if you hadn't offered, I was going to ask.”Now he was the one open-mouthed as she took charge a...d moved him aside.“You'll be far too sore to have me on top, so I'll go over here. If it's to your taste to be viewing an older woman's arse.”Hoisting up her white coat she lay forward on the table, displaying her nakedness from the waist down. She felt his fingers explore between her legs and heard a small gasp.“Oh lady, you are wet.”She chuckled and. The long and detailed letters she received from Emma and less often from Charlotte were always several weeks late and usually forwarded from the last location she’d worked at. For instance, she might send a postcard home from her current location which could be Kabul or Phnom Penh, and then receive a letter from Emma which might have been posted to her last or her last but one location (which might be Banjul or San Salvador). Neither Emma’s nor Charlotte’s letters were particularly detailed on. It was, to his surprise, utterly normal. Fiona was anything but a normal girl, from her bouncy, cheerful attitude that could not be smothered, no matter how dire things got, to the fact she was also a literal monster. The apartment reflected none of that. No, that wasn’t true. As his brain analyzed, it became clear the apartment was, in fact, very cheerful.It was a studio apartment, so it didn’t take long to take in everything. It was a cheap apartment, cheap building, on the edge of South Side. On the way to your molten pussy, I drag a finger across your butthole and plunge my finger down your slit until it firmly presses against your clit making you push your butt slightly up in the air to increase the delicious pressure. You are so wet that I know my rock hard cock will easily slide into you with no further effort so I pull your hips up to where I can feel my cock slide between your thighs, the head resting at your opening. You part your legs slightly and reach down and grab my cock.