Max leaned down to place his hand behind my head, and as he pulled my face towards his cock he said, “That’s it, our newest cock sucker, go ahead ...nd get a taste of my meat. I haven’t ejaculated in a week and really need to unload into your cunt mouth.”I liked having Max talk to me that way, and I leaned in to take his cock into my mouth. I love the taste, wetness and texture of his foreskin and cock head. It was almost like I had experienced it before from reading those very descriptive. He had built the house for himself and his wife less than twenty years ago, after they had fled their homeland – Palestine – in 1967. The old fisherman lived alone now, he had for several years now, he still sat by the stone on the earth most evenings – the stone that covered his wife – while he said his prayers to Mecca. He continued to fish these days as he continued to breath: it was a habit that was hard to break, and there was – really – no alternative to the suffering of this life. But. Holding a tuft between my thumb and forefinger, I pulled gently. Her sphincter relaxed and I quickly slipped the tip of a finger in. She didn’t put up any more resistance and my finger sank slowly into her ass, past the last knuckle to the hilt. Suddenly, her butthole clamped down on my finger. I waited, wiggling it inside her. Slowly, I fingered her, gradually increasing my tempo until she had another orgasm. I pulled my finger out and watched her asshole close up. I got off my knees and. .i said i dont know lol xxRuth..well invite me now then xxme...it late though xxRuth..that dose not matter its only 11pm xxme...well if you want to feel free xxRuth ok whats your address xxMe i gave her my address xx20 mins later a knock on my door, there she was and oh my god what the hell was she wearing,a tight top short skirt, she was very curvy and quite busty, i felt silly in my dressing goun we had a coffee and ciggy in the kitchen and bent down to get some thing out the cupboard.