. fuck that's so good... such a nice tight asshole....." he stood up and looked back at me again, taking my hands as he guided me down to grab his coc...k , making me stroke him. "fuck yes! ... make me cum..... stroke my fucking cock..." he begged. I grabbed a hold of his hard cock as I went ahead stroking him, all the way to the tip of his big cock down to his balls, making his balls swing back and forth as I did so. With his head turned back to me, mouth open with his tongue out, licking his. I was thinking perhaps a little way down the road. But that’s what I do adore about an older woman. She knows what she wants will ask and seem not to get thrown by answer’s.’ Robert smiled as he looked at Rachelle’s cleavage. She had twisted around to speak to a man that passed them. Her full, very toned breast from the outside appeared but for a split moment. He became aroused by the fleeting second. ‘I’m forty-one years old. An older woman is sensual, knows the boundaries. Can still enjoy. Barker, saying that it was done and I was downstairs. Within seconds he replied, telling me to come to the front door. I could feel my heart pounding out of my chest. I approached the door and quietly opened it. He stood there with a hot smile on his face.“What now?” I whispered.. “What's going to happen now? What's going on?”He leaned in slightly. “Don't say my name. Don't say it at all,” he said.Then he leaned in and kissed me. I almost pulled back, knowing that Sam was just upstairs, but it. You did your homework. A part of me thinks you read my mind. You knew what I liked without ever really asking. It is quite eery to have someone me better than I know myself. It is so relaxing. I normally don’t like boats or being on the water. Weird, cause I am more comfortable in it. The seclusion, the isolation, the sheer beauty of the countryside, it is breathtaking yet relaxing.” She whispered. She sipped her coffee as Ron was kissing her neck. Her other hand fell to her side and she.