There was a boulder under a tree so I sat on it until I regained my composure. He joined me and asked what happened. - I’m not sure Uncle Joe. Somet...ing happened that made me close my legs I guess and like you said, Angel took it as a sign. - Yeah, I figured so much, I meant; what happened to your pussy? Why are you holding it?- I don’t know. I must have banged it bad, it really hurts.I had my hand under my dress applying pressure to control the pain. He pulled my hand away and there was a bit. I always wanted an old house, this was built in 1865. It's home and I'm happy here. What can I get you? Wine, coffee, whatever you'd like?" Whatever I'd like? Now that's appealing on so many levels. How about a glass of wine, I have to drive home so nothing strong?" He walked into the living room and looked about smiling.Such a gentleman. He didn't automatically assume he'd be staying. That was interesting. I wondered what he did like? Okay, so I'm wondering. I was thinking about sexual. Your wife?? I spluttered. Fuck her, I want you! I know you fucked Carter too and hes married He looked pissed off at the obvious hesitation on my face. He stood up dropped his jeans, turned to me, his hard cock proud in my face. Stroking my hair for a couple of seconds before roughly directing me towards his rock solid member. Besides look at what you did to me… He whispered. I opened my mouth taking as much of his cock into my mouth as I could, he was so long thick and hard, I could feel him. Your hand has gone to my ass and has slipped between my ass cheeks. I can feel your finger pressing against me. It feels tight and a little scary. This has been your fantasy for so long – to fuck a woman in the ass. It has been my fantasy too but I have been a little dishonest with you. In our chats I have always sounded as if I have been butt-fucked before. I haven’t. Nobody has been there before – it has all been in my mind. I move away from you, trying to psych myself up for what we are.