We talked at length over a bottle of wine and dinner. I could see something was bothering her but couldn't figure out what it was. She talked about he... personal life, something she never did before. She said that she was married to Robert Hampton, a political power broker in Sacramento. They had been married about ten years, no kids, and that at this point in their lives, they led almost totally separate lives. He was fifteen years her senior and spent much of his time in Sacramento. She looked. His other hand pulls my dress up and pushes me forward a bit. “Get on your knees.” he demands while downright worshipping my ass. He kneels behind me and starts to kiss my butt until his tongue finds its way to my asshole.Everything get’s a little blurry from pleasure and I don’t know when that happened but suddenly I realized fingers massaging my clit. I can’t remember ever having been that wet before. “Whoever you are, please don’t stop!” I ask with a shaky, excited voice. And just like he. "Now get out of here! And no peeking!" I smack him on the ass as heturns to leave my room in mock dejection. I close the door behind himand lean against it for a few moments to catch my breath. Everything ishappening so fast, but it all feels so right, so...natural. I gathermyself and practically float to my closet, leaving my dirty clothes in apile to be cleaned later. Now, for one of the great challenges everygirl must face...what do I wear?!?I sigh as I rummage through my collection. Years. Fucking his step mom felt so good with her big tits against his chest. She kept yelling "Yes, give me that cock. Fuck me harder. Faster." She was out of control and made him cum soon. She then told him "Leave your cock in me and I will rotate and get it hard again and this time we will fuck like two dogs in heat and you will last longer. The more we fuck the longer you will last every time." She then rotated her hips as she grabbed his ass and held him tight to her cunt. "Yes, baby. I feel that.