Not too short but short enough to show off her lovely long slim legs. I looked around the room as I waited for her return. Her taste was obviously ecl...ctic judging from the variety of ornaments and pictures she had. I wandered around for a few minutes and then sat myself down on a long white leather couch to wait. Seconds later Samantha walked back in carrying two mugs of coffee. She put them down on the cane coffee table. She was wearing what can only be described as a long tee-shirt now. I. I could see her silhouette through the curtains as she undressed. For a woman I thought to be in her fifties she had a body that she kept in great shape. The shadow on the curtains showed her tits had very little if any sag to them. My cock was so hard it was aching. I left when she turned the last light off to retire for the night. I was up the next morning an hour before daylight and drove back to her place. At about 7:30am she came out of the house wearing a house coat and pajamas I assumed. I dont know why, but I did, and never forgot, so my attitude changed, I found myself encouraging men to take me by force, teasing then denying, but they got what they wanted, and so did I.So here I stand on the balcony of my flat in the canaries, the warm early morning air fanning my nude body, as I stare into the distant dunes, knowing that the men I want are starting to arrive, oiling their cocks to make them attractive to the women they wish to enter, and as I think I feel between my own. I sat down next to her. Our kissing became more passionate. "Fuck me, now, here on the floor," she whispered. She had never liked me to use the f-word and always resisted me fucking her anywhere but on the bed. We sat up on the floor. I started to get up to get a condom (we used them, very successfully, for birth control) but she said, "No, fuck me now. Fuck me you horny stud. I want your naked and hot cock in me now." She was almost shouting but in the hungry sexual way of a woman overheated.