”She turned around, and bent forward, legs wide apart, and placed her palms flat on the dirt. I haven’t been able to do that for a couple of decad...s, so I stopped to admire the view.Next, I slowly and gently ran my index finger around the inner lips of her labia. They were completely coated in her honey, and I could see drips of it along the inside of both thighs. I pushed my finger inside her – and she moaned.I patted her ass, and said, “You’re my good girl, Sara. I know you want me to fuck. In less than an hour it was just the two of us."No big plans for Halloween Night?" she asked."None. You?" I responded."Mine is actually more of a hope than a plan. I am hoping that Dracula will steal into my boudoir, bite my neck, tear off my nightie and then fuck me into submission," she answered in a low voice.I was at a loss for words as my heart begin to beat rapidly and I felt my cock begin to thicken. It had been a few years since I gotten laid while in my Dracula costume and make. Susan knew what was coming. Looking up at the cracked ceiling, she braced herself; gripping the edges of the table and digging in her feet. Placing the palm of one hand on her hairy mound and spreading her inner lips with his fingers, the trembling agent slid his long, greased digit slowly into her open vagina. The soldiers watched in fascination and envy as the agent's finger disappeared completely into the woman's body. Keeping his finger all the way in, he rotated his hand to the left and. ” “That will be the last fast thing you ever see that do, slow and steady from here on out.” “Pretty sure of yourself, aren’t you mister?” “Not usually, but you bring out something in me.” “Yeah, well I think I found it, hehehe!” She laughed with that southern drawl I’d heard so often on the phone, and smiled the smile I remembered so well. The kind of smile that must have brought down the walls of Troy. “I love you,” I blurted out. “Oh Johnny, don’t complicate things.” “Not a complication,.