Finger fuck me hard" God Im coming !" and another big spurt came from between her still creamy legs. "Fuck me now !" She demanded.I raised myself and ...laced my cock in front of her magnificent ginger pubes.I entered her and pulled out, repeating it several times. "Stop teasing" she shouted "Fuck me hard !".I started. Slowly at first but she shouted "I want it hard i love it hard !" so I started pounding her tight wet and creamy cunt, almost ripping her blouse apart, sucking her nipples as I. Me: No, I am damn serious. I would do anything to touch those sexy thighs of yours.She: Thank you again. What else do you like?Me: Your ass. That’s the kind of an ass any man would die to have in life. You remind me of Mia Malkova when looking at your ass.She: Lol. Thank You. I am getting aroused talking this stuff with youMe: Me as well. Can I ask you something?She: Yes.Me: Do you miss having sex after you broke up with your boyfriend?She: Yes, I miss it a lot.Me: Do you mind if I can satisfy. So, gay sex had to involve lubricants if it was to be comfortable as well as an erotic experience.I wondered what had I done for lubrication all those times with Charlie. Looking back on it, I guess it had been a bit of spit and soap. It had not seemed a very important question at the time as with the enthusiasm of youth, I had just banged away at Charlie's hole and we had both taken the rough with the smooth. Lubrication with a specially designed lubricant was not anything which had ever. Next, she be tracing her hands down my spine and then shaping along my ass cheeks, reaching and whispering, “Lookie here now, what a grand tool I found. My God, what a thick one you have, like a big snake.” The white woman clutched me hard, right in the middle of my hammer, like my dick was some kind of God damn life saver. Missus Grimes was urging me on, “Put it in my garden, James. Do some ploughing, boy!” She was almost breathless. Then we be duking.God damn, that woman could kiss and fuck..