.. how good that is," she breathed.As I continued to caress her I marvelled at her figure. It was plumperthan my own, but so soft. She has a birthmark...on her hip, a small oval. Mykisses centred on her tummy and breasts. I had no yard stick to measurefrom so I played it by ear. She seemed to like having her lower torsokissed the most."Ah Constance, this is soooo intense.... No-one has ever made me feel likethis... please don't stop"So I didn't. The more turned on she got the higher pitched she. I pointed my hard cock at her ass hole and pushed it into her making her scream out. You’ve never been fucked in the ass before, then how come I can slide into you so easily? I pushed my cock all the way into her. She did not answer me but seemed to relax, accepting my cock. I started to move slowly in and out of her. Oh yes, that feels so good she yelled fuck me in the ass fill me with your hard cock.I thrust in and out of her a few times and then said does my cock feel as good as some of the. We talked about college and career, and found a mutual interest in old jazz. Turns out she had some early Blue Note disks I had been looking for for years, so I asked about taping them for my collection and she invited me to come over and give them a listen first.Her "little place" was a Victorian brownstone in one of the more expensive neighborhoods. I pulled into the second bay of the two-car garage since it looked like rain. She showed me into the music room as she went to fix something to. " No, you shouldn't," I agreed."But, is she?" she asked again."Why do you care Nancy? Isn't that something between her and me?"She let my statement hang for a beat and responded, "And all of her'hand-me-downs'?"Ouch! What was up with Nancy? I didn't respond."Look, Dan," she went on. "It's none of my business, but you know Icare for you. I just want you to be happy," she said as she movedcloser and touched her hand on my face, her other one dropping to mycrotch.I quickly backed away. I did.