Later that night, after I had throat-fucked Linda long, hard and deep, I also found out her short hair was just right to get hold of in the back, and ...on top, when I wanted to hold her head down on my dick. She gave in and said the hair didn’t hurt, just don’t grab the ears. Okay! Later, when we were lying on the couch, I was playing with her nipples and tits. I rubbed her pussy a little bit, and asked her if she had ever thought about shaving her pussy. She said she hadn’t but I could if I. She had been researching the physiology of the male equipment in the local library and had even managed to ask Maria about certain aspects of the copulation process between males and females. It was so strange that Maria appeared "pissed off" about her curiosity as if she felt their relationship was in jeopardy.When she had been in her heavenly state of being, she often heard the whispers and laughter amongst her peers about the "human" obsession with all things sexual. As a quasi-Throne with. ? she said, grabbing his hand. ?Quickly now, before we draw more attention.?In the taxi she seemed to relax, Simon looked at her long and hard. She was a woman in her forties possibly, and her green eyes were stunning, her only flaw was her size. ?Yes, I know I am all dressed up, but before I came here I was having a meal in London,? She replied, ?and yes, I?m a fat cow dressed up. A joke to all who see me.??No, I was wondering who or what you are.? Simon reeplied softly, transfixed by this. Though I was then twenty three years old I was asked to identify myself, the one and only time I,ve ever been asked for proof of my age. After 11pm closing time I did as suggested and drove to Dead Man,s Cove. It was a clear moon lit night with silvery light shining off the water as we chatted to remove the nervousness. “Look I like to be direct. Did you bring any rubbers?” Fortunately Auntie Jo had given me a few Uncle Joe kept in his dresser drawer for that.very purpose. She then carefully.