I felt the cool feeling of KY jelly applied to my ass and I knew what was next. Please dont I pleaded. Again I felt the pain of the riding crop on my ...ss. Do not say another word or I will beat your ass until you cant sit down, she commanded. She lubed up the dildo and put the tip next to my quivering asshole and started to push. At first the pain was excruciating put as she continued to move back and forth it became very pleasurable. You like that, dont you? she asked. Oh, yes, please fuck me. She was heavy set woman with generous size tits, long blonde hair, and brown eyes.We hooked up at some point in our early 40s. I used to go out for beers with a buddy of my named Paul. My then-wife knew Paul, and encouraged me to go out. Hell, she would go out with her girlfriends and often not get home until the 3:00 or 4 in the morning.One night, I was out with Paul and ran into Jane. She was with some other friends of hers, people I didn’t know. We sat and had a beer together. Before too. With a busy schedule and other responsibilities to tend to, I’ve been finding it hard lately to devote time for myself and my “hobby”. I’m able to still find a little time for CD/TV porn and reading sexy stories about first timers. I’ll sometimes fantasize about being the one in the video or pretending I was the one having fun in the stories I read. Of course I still keep my girl clothes, heels, wigs, make up, and lingerie stored nearby for that spur of the moment event that I might find the. I could barely hear her moans and ohs as my face was getting a thorough smashing from her wet pelvis. A loud "Ohhh!" gave me a gush of her wetness and she then lifted off of me, as she moved up on to all fours.She was dripping a little on my chest as I watched her thighs shake with her excitement. Marisa then leaned back on to me again, enough to get the momentum to stand back up. As she got up, I watched her from below. I could hear her flex her foot inside her pump, giving me the occasional.