He pulls my face to another kiss and enters me slowly. He grunts as he gently pushes in to the hilt. My head falls back and he nibbles on my neck. I c...an actually feel him sliding in and out of me. He has an arm wrapped around my back holding me to an arch. The sensation of his goatee scraping my neck and chin are exhilarating. I hold onto his arms for dear life as he thrusts harder and harder. My moans echoing off of the cabin walls.He stops and puts his forehead to mine. Gasping for air, he. ‘Now, I can relax.’ Carol looked at me, her brows raised in query, and I nodded. ‘We’ll be there,’ said Carol. ‘Good,’ said Jen. ‘Come about two. Bye for now.’ In the car, driving back to her apartment, Carol was quiet. She smiled when I caught her eye, but the smiles were brief, as if she was preoccupied, and I began to feel a little concerned. It’s not far to Carol’s block and there was a vacant parking slot nearby, so it wasn’t long before we were entering her apartment. She lives on the. With my hands on your head I began to guide your face down between my legs. I want to feel your lips on my clit and your tongue deep into my wetness. My hands still on your head I pull your head in, as if I want you face to be buried into me. I can tell that you are getting aroused as well as I am. I want you to taste the juices from my climax. The motion of my hips and my hands guiding your head tell you that I am about to cum. As my juices begin to flow I can tell that your tongue is there. I was fifty years of age, in a (late) mid-life crisis, holding down an extremely respectable job in the community. Visiting e****ts over the previous two years had started to bore me, though I still got a buzz when driving to meet a new one – what does she look like this woman whom I have never met before but within the next hour she will be naked in front of me and allowing me to shag her? To those of you who have never punted I recommend you try it. Anyway, I was in my office reading a copy.