It hurts... then as it goes deeper... i try to relax...i feel it sliding in... deeper... then backing out... in... then out... i hear her moaning a li...ttle... the cock is sliding in and out... slowly... rhythmically... in... out... in.. out... in... out... in and out... it's hot... in and out... in and out... it seems like it is forever... finally... a hear a moan behind me... and feel the pulsing of the cock inside my bottom... then no movement for a moment... then slowly... the cock pulls. But when I masturbate all I think about is how he phuqued me.He was 53 and I was 18. I had recently broken up with my then love-of-my-life and I was going through a mid-teens crisis. He was not particularly good-looking and he was not a sugar daddy either. Just some random bloke I met on the internet - against my better instincts. He was average in every department but sex was amazing.He used to do this thing that I loved and I have never really had since. He would go down on me (he loved that). With that, I turned her to face me, pushed her robe off her shoulders and watched it fall to the floor as I pulled to me and kissed her hard. She put her arms around me and pulled her body into mine as she kissed me back. My mind raced as I considered what we were doing, but in a moment all I wanted to do in the world was to fuck Ellie.We pulled away from each other for a moment and she was practically tearing my clothes off of me. As she pushed my jeans and underwear down together and. I was on night shift and it was 2am the flight from Faro had just landed, I scanned the crowd as I always did and saw someone I thought was familiar, I quickly checked the flight manifest and yes there she was Miss Sarah Cartwright, I decided to put a pair of sunglasses on, that way it would be harder for anyone to recognise me, as I checked peoples passports I saw that she was moving towards the end of the queue, this is a classic sign of someone who is hiding something. I finally got to her.