Upon seeing me, she smiled and walked toward me, and I did the same. ‘Hi, Hon’ I said as we hugged and then briefly kissed on the lips. ‘This wa... a nice surprise! ‘It’s been months since I felt a cool breeze on my nude body’ she responded. Still holding her closely, I moved my right hand up to her 38Ds that were sandwiched between her body and mine. Her nipples were hard. I then slid my hand down to her cunt, which was dripping. Being nude outdoors had always been a turn on for Anna, and having. "You are my horse, remember?"He attempted to whinny.She reached to guide him into her and sat up straight, using her weight to drive him deep. She experimented with finding the best angle and ended up leaning on his chest while she jerked her hips forward and back. He raised his head to capture a swinging nipple and suck at it while her pussy rippled around his cock again.It was midnight before she was satisfied. She'd lost count of the number of orgasms she'd had. Chad said his penis was. Then he grabbed my legs and moved on top of him in a 69. He freed my cock from panties and took into his mouth. Normally I'm a very quick cummer and I had to stop him or I would have cum fast and I wanted to stay aroused. He pulled my panties off, and I sat up so I was sitting on his face. I spread cheeks and he started rim hole, fucking it with his tongue. It felt wonderful. I continued to stroke his cock, and own while he did this. Finally I couldn't take it any more and begged him fuck me.. I felt the hot wetness on my own desire dripping from between my legs and knew that he would be watching for that. Could I stop it if I wanted or was I too far gone? Did I want him to see it so that I got punished? Those two simple words rattling around my head 24 hours a day – “Punish me”. Do I live for me, for him, for sex or for the sweet pain. I know that my pain is not excessive, it is not scarring mentally or physically, it is not unbearable, it is just aimed at my own tolerance.