The muscles in her soaking wet pussy were so toned it was like a python grip on my throbbing cock. We fucked like this for a while...when she raised herself up put a hand down between us took a firm hold of my slippery Boner and then rubbed it around her own ass bud, then she lowered herself impaling that ass on my cock, she started to ride me again, pinching & pulling my nipples as she did so, this was too much for me I could feel my sperm racing round my swollen Balls, not. But she was the only patron at the bar whose hands weren’t occupied with a beverage already. And the shoot glass stood on the same napkin. A questioning glance over at the bartender was rewarded with a smug smile and a nod. She curiously dipped her finger in the clear liquid of the shot glass and let a drop fall on her extended tongue. A peculiar taste of liqourice and other more earthy spices that she couldn’t quite put names on spread like bushfire on her tastebuds. She closed her mouth and. " We both know I'm not talking chronological age, Taylor. At college and in graduate school I've spent a great deal of time with adults, men... and women."Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open. "You mean... ?"He let a slight smile surface, knowing how it would impress her. "I'm not the same as those boys in there any more, Taylor. I've learned so much more... experienced so much more." She wasn't sure whether to stay or run as he moved next to her. "I've learned what women like... what. Twice more, he took her over, the last one of truly epic intensity.It had been his plan for her to be on top so she could control the entry. His first words in a while were to suggest that to her. "Can't," she panted in answer. "No strength. Do it. I'll be OK."She really did look limp, so he pulled himself up between her leg, positioned for entry. "Use your hands, Honey," he told her. "Make sure I don't hurt you." Even that seemed quite an effort for her, and he wondered if he should wait a.