Her thick, black beaver was matted with perspiration and other fluids. At the top of her cleft, her clitoris stood prominently, wrapped in its hood li...e a feather boa. While his eyes focused on that ultimate center of female arousal, he let two and then three fingers find their way into her hot hole. The wet mouth of Betty's pussy swallowed his fingers, seeming to suck them in. He smiled as he felt her muscles contract to grip the intruders. He let his fingers gently play with her inner chamber. Now I’m tall and pretty slender at 6-3/180 and I am in good shape but I Don't carry a lot of extra muscle on me. Willy was pretty chiseled and should model swimwear, really. He had a barrel chest which Sharyn loves and I myself have kind of a bird chest that hides my lack of big muscles in my chest, I'm pretty flat. John had them standing next to one another and then a few minutes later more photos but now Willy put his hands around my wife’s waist and she was playing up to him, no. "I can't logon," I said. " Are you using your first name and last initial?" "Oh" I said meekly, "Thanks" "Next time pay more attention to what I'm doing," she said with a surprising sharpness in her voice. Had she noticed me checking out her ass? I spent the rest of the setting up the data for analysis with out incident and about 5:15 Anna said goodnight as she walked past my cube. Ms. Clarke followed about ten minutes later without a word. I packed up and left ten minutes after that.Next. Good day to you all. This is going to be my fifth sex story out here, and this one’s completely different from the others. This one’s about a mature woman, a reader of mine, an NRI, and how we ended up fucking like rabbits in the couch of a posh hotel. I’d be taking many of you out there on a fantasy journey, so lie back, get your dicks in hand, or maybe put your fingers on your pussy, and dream everything I’m going to say after this. Have fun reading.Firstly, I’m a male anonymous writer based.