April was a beautiful woman, exquisitely made, and she would indeed do anything I wanted of her. She could have done so much better than me, especiall... the way I was now. I’d never found the limits of what she’d give me or even come anywhere close, and what had I given her in return? I was flooded with guilt and shame. ‘April, I want you to be my mistress. I want to serve you.’ ‘What?’ ‘I’m serious. I want to be your sub. I want you to train me to do your bidding.’ She looked at me flatly,. I was in love a lot of times, and everything was normal until i met her. It was summer of 2007. We met each other at the beach. It was warm night, moonlight, calm sea, the most perfect moment and we fell in love. She was a russian girl. Tender, beautiful blue eyes, blond hair, feminine curves...In the begining it was a long distance relationship. As the time went by we had a lot of skype sex calls. We masturbated together very often. During this calls something strange started. We both slowly. Her right leg was on my left shoulder. A beautiful sight. A mature pussy glistening with pussy nectar. I dived in and enjoyed her juices. Surprisingly it tasted ok! She was moaning to every lick and flick down there. Spread her pussy lips and inserted my tongue in her super wet hole. Swirling my tongue in there. Suckling her clit. Licking her labias. Lifted her knees closer to her chest exposing her butt hole. She was biting her lips while looking at me. We remained the eye contact and slowly. She told me that the blouse used to be loose as it was stitched at the time of her marriage but it became tight now and she took the glass frome me and went into the kitchen with her ass swinging again.She came from the kitchen and asked me if I need to go early or I can stay for little more time.I told that its ok I will stay.Then she sat beside me and kept her hand on my thigh casually this again aroused my boner to which she giggled and said this is second time srinu and asked me dont you.