The wind blew her dark hair into her face, and as I was admiring her brush it away, I realized to my surprise that though we would be spending much of...our time in an air-conditioned theatre, she was wearing even less than she had at the zoo. Instead of a t-shirt and jeans, she was wearing a short skirt and a sleeveless top that held on tightly to her curves, and betrayed a glimpse of her midriff. She came up and gave me a friendly kiss on the lips, but the faint touch of the moist skin was all. From the starting delicate strokes, he picked up the pace and I opened up, allowing a swifter stuffing of my bottom.I’d opened myself to the inevitable, accepting the total submission that this taboo act symbolized. He pounded into me and I knew he would cum in my rectum. I'd never been so totally turned on. It was crazy!I shoved my ass back at him when I felt him pulse and throb with his orgasm, and that made me cum, too. It was a weird climax with both my clit and ass zinging at the same. Close?closer!Basil felt as if he were about to cum, and he released his hand, and sadlywatched Champagne go through her gyrations until his penis finally calmed downa bit?and then he began rubbing again! Champagnewas unbelievable. She had, in the past forty-two minutes, put three differentdildoes in her ass and pussy, she?d sucked a vibrator and made her nipples danceas the frustrated history professor pounded his cock. Hehad to slow down a bit, because he was so in danger of spurting?and if he. The door is shut and I am pressed up against it. With you in front of me and the door behind me, our lips touch for the first time in so many years. I’ve lost track of the all of the years. 16? 19? Has it been 20 yet? Memories flood back. Your lips are so familiar. Your taste. Your smell.You have my head in your hands, and you pull me from the door slightly as you back away to look at me. You drink me in. My eyes, my lips, my chin. Your hands on my neck, my shoulders, my arms. You can see my.