It made my cock even harder. (This is really erotic for a girl. Tell her to pinch one nipple and rub her clit. Push your cock from behind and finger h...r navel. All of this together. Orgasm guaranteed.)I turned her around and made her lie on her back. I split her legs. Her love hole had become wide and it shining with her feminine fluids. In one strong push and jammed my cock inside and started ramming her. This time was a little hard as I wanted to turn her on more after orgasm. She folded her. Complementing the outfit were these 5in stillettos.She kissed me in the cheek, welcomed me to her house and took the two bottle of white wine that I had gotten for the party. We walked exchanging comments about the cold and the lovely night ahead. We entered the house already full of people which most of them were mutual friends. We mingle and the late afternoon got in its way.I had been in her place before while she was still married, it did not change too much, just pictures here and there. The hot wetness engulfed me as I sankdown to the root, our kinky hairs mingling together. This time it wasmy turn to sigh.To my surprise, and delight, Mrs. Dietel began to rotate her hips. Asthe first of my thrusts drove home, she groaned loudly and I enjoyedwatching the uninhibited jiggling of her breasts. My hunger showed inmy animal thrusting as I drove again and again into her wet folds,placing her stocking-clad legs upon my shoulders, pressing her kneesall the way to her chest.Slowly,. "I was still coming down from my massive orgasm and hadn't said anything, but she giggled, "I don't know why some girls complaining about it. That stuff doesn't taste bad at all.” “No, it doesn't.” And I kissed her deeply while we wrapped our arms around each other and held our bodies together."So you've tasted it yourself? And it doesn't gross you out?”"No. Tastes fine to me." Really? Is that just because it's your own?" Doesn't matter. Tastes fine either way."She snuggled up against me,.