I simply nodded told her about my fetish for women's tummies. This seemed to turn her on.She pointed at my shorts. "Do you have any more in there?" sh...e asked, smiling.My gaze dropped to her tummy and I focused on her navel, quickly feeling my penis hardening again. She put her hands on her hips and smiled a sexy grin."What say you come in and show me what a tummy-fetish is all about," she said in a naughty tone.Again I almost had a heart attack for the second time that day!I followed Louise. It seems like he is being an attentive lover, thinking of his female, his bitch, the bitch he shares with a cat.When he mounted me, I groaned at the sudden, though expected, weight of his body landing on my back. I assisted him into my pussy and he does that thing, that amazing feeling of an a****l taking control of the situation. Even if I give him the opportunity, this moment is when I feel him, as Preta also does, take control for the duration of the fuck. My hips and waist are athletic,. “Well, Mr. New York, give me a hand up and tell me your name.”“Oh, William. William Corrigan.” I helped her up and we gathered her apples.“I’m Aoife, William. Sorry to bark at you. Just surprised is all. Hungry?”We sat under one of the trees and she pulled out some cheese from the basket and a knife from a pocket in her dress. Aoife cut us slices of apple and cheese and I found myself talking about home and Ireland and going to school in Cork. I’m usually doing the reverse, getting people to. For now, I am grateful to have you filling my mouth, to have been chosen as your slut today. You pull out of my throat and I kneel at your feet, panting to catch my breath and looking up at you. Watching and waiting (what feels like forever but can only be a matter of seconds) to taste you. As you cum, you push deep into my mouth again, filling it from the inside. I struggle to swallow and cum dribbles down my chin. When you have finished, you step back. I wipe my chin with my hand, licking off.