Carla's attention then switched back to the masseur who was motioning her over to a table."If you could just leave your clothes on the dresser and lie...face down on the massage table we can begin. I will come back in five minutes once you have changed."As the door closed behind the masseur, Carla slipped out of the red dress she had arrived in and neatly folded it onto the table. Then after removing her bra and panties she made her way over to the table.The massage table itself looked no. I took aim again, and pushed harder. And then even harder, but only managed to make us both groan in frustration. Never have I ever encountered a hymen as tough as this. I asked her to move to the side of the bed so that I could stand on the floor. Quickly she scampered to the edge and threw her legs up high again. I was looking down at a very hairy pussy, that was sopping wet and that had what felt like a metal plate guarding the gate. I grabbed my cock with both hands, holding it solidly,. We got married after half a year. My first impression was that she was ver traditional sexually, and thought that the man does everything. After that when we tried to do real sex, she had a fear somehow of the insertion of penis in her, when ever I tried she would push me back with her thighs. It was a real hard thing for me to maintain trying in such conditions specially that my penis is not long. Whenever we failed in making love, things would turn into drama. She decided to go to a. ”My cock stirred happily at Thu’s observation.For the first time I had a good look at our poolside neighbor. Behind sunglasses and under a hat it was impossible to judge her age – probably more than 20 and less than 30 or 40. Like Thu she had lovely slim legs – the type that don’t come together at the top. She seemed to have been to the same bikini shop as Thu – it was pleasingly inadequate, her lips swelled around the thin strip of fabric. In a sort of natural reflex my hand wandered down to.