Di licked at my balls kissing underneath pulling at my hips, I raised a foot to the table allowing Di to get her tongue on my arse the sensation of ha...ing your ring licked is out of this world. Di continued trombone me by licking my arse and wanking my cock. Then Di took my cock deep into her throat once again. I was so turned on I told Di was almost ready to spurt my cum there and then, but Di wanted to feel my cock in her cunt and said fuck her hard. I turned her over Di was offering her. She said, that was 50 years ago. I’m 68 going on 69. I told her she had a very nice figure and didnt look a day over 50. She smiled and fanned herself, then poured the water down her shirt. I was like WOW!!! She looked at me and asked if I could take her back to the Hotel. So when we got in the lobby Samantha went over to the front desk. I was ready to say goodbye, but she asked me to wait. I saw her give the clerk some cash and she took a keycard. Turned around and asked me to walk her to her. “Reserve judgement please Matt, but tonight’s film is a very girly, very cliché romantic movie.” “My favourite type of film,” I said. Florence laughed and told me that I was a bad liar. As Florence had told me, the movie was predictable; clichéd, girly, chick flick dribble and as the non-existent plot progressed, I found myself hating the movie more and more, but I was glad that food and wine were there, otherwise I don’t know if I could have survived that. I was just glad to be in Florence’s. You paid close attention to there, just gently letting your kisses touch against my skin and running them up and down my neck. Then you turned your attention up to my face, the kisses, so sweet, connecting with my cheek and meeting my lips in the softest of ways felt like a bliss that shouldn't ever end. Our lips parted and you entered me with such a passion and held me closer so that I could do nothing but close my eyes and feel you as our tongues began to entwine in each others. you could.