"Fuck my ass." She commanded. She went over to a cabinet and pulled out some lube. It was flavored like cherry. Sarah rubbed some onto my dick and I p...ut some on her anus. I lick it some more. Her anus was so sweet. I then pushed my cock into her ass. It was so tight. I moved it in and out. In and out. I started to get faster and faster. She was screaming with pleasure. I fucked her a bit more and then pulled my cock out. She turned around, went on her knees and started to suck me again.. Are you changing the deal because of last night?” I questioned vehemently.Becca got up and walked over to me. She slid her magnificent rump on the corner of my desk. Her skirt had a slit up the side and I could see the tops of her thigh-high stockings. She placed her hand on top of mine and looked at me. That look was the vixen from last night.“Yes, I am changing the deal. But, if you let me explain, it will benefit you greatly. You see, not many people know this. I own the company and. ” I couldn’t believe what I was doing! I was going along with a stranger’s request, a stranger that was about to stick a running garden hose in my twat. The water was chilly, but not intolerable and Gray washed my calves, thighs, and stomach with it. Huge parts of water hit the ground off the sides and end of the chair, echoing throughout the open room, and I held my breath. I waited and gasped when I felt the running hose move between my legs, through my outer lips and finally, with a little. Since Barb wanted to prepare for her noon meeting, I changed into my swimsuit and told her to either call me or join me at the pool afterward. I went to the pool and sat there checking out people that caught my interest. At some point, a white male that had to be around seventy but still in very good physical condition sat down on one of the chaise lounges next to me and struck up a casual conversation with me. Bob said that he was a widower whose wife had died about four years ago and was in.