The restaurant was a short walk from my hotel, so around 7:15 I took the leisurely stroll in that direction. As I reached the front door, Sandi was pu...ling up. She stepped out of the car, sheathed in a sleeveless black dress that marvelously displayed her long legs. Her curling blonde hair hung long across her shoulders, framing a strong face graced with a charming smile. ‘Great timing!’ she said. ‘Yeah, good karma I guess.’ We were seated at a comfortable table conducive to quiet. That night he found himself watching some stupid chick flick with JuliaRoberts, but really nothing else but football was on. He rationalized hewasn't interested because he didn't have money on the game.The next morning he was shorter still, and his hair longer. At least hehad beautiful hair like he had as a guy, he thought. Now it smellednicer, and was a foot past his shoulders and swirled around his face ina sensuous tangle of waves. He still looked a little like himself, buthis lips were. I fisted her girl-cock with so much vigor. My forearm muscles burned.So switched to my right hand.“Mildred!” I moaned. “I need to cum.”“Don't hold back, kitty-cat! Let it fly!”“Mmm, do it,” Mom moaned, filming one-handed. The other rubbed at her pussy lips. She masturbated as she watched, her large tits jiggling.“Yes!” I gasped and thrust forward.The friction of sliding to the hilt in Mildred's cunt sent me over the edge. I gasped as I erupted. I couldn't hold back one bit. The pleasure rushed. "I want you to fuck me." His hands move from their position on my thigh and slide slowly along my back, and I wonder if I've said enough.Finally, he leans close to me, his breath warm against my back. "You can do better than that, can't you?" I roll my face into the pillow, wondering what more I can possibly say.Quickly, my impatience and the aching brings me the courage to say the words. Quietly..."I want you to fuck me in the ass. Is that what you want to hear?" I brace myself for his.