"Besides I like to show off what Ive got" she said" would you like to look at my cunt" She emphasised the YOUHer hands immediately slipped to her crot...ch, almost completely bald with a perfect tuft of dark hair going up like an exclamation mark to her clit."Yes please I croaked"She sat back in to the Georgian wing chair, keeping her legs firmly closed, I started at her oh so perfect tits , then to the pretty and kind face. My eyes then drawn to her slowly opening legs."Come on then, come and. “How do you like this up there?” Just as he had when he took her from behind, John’s initial thrust comes without warning, his knob brushing apart the labia, his shaft burying itself into the hot wetness below her shaven mound. “Now, come on. Get your arse working to meet me. Like this.” He grunts as their bodies meet. Incredibly – for they have been at each other for well over half-an-hour, John’s stamina is never in question. They fuck, feverishly, always on the edge of total abandon, but he. Sure, she’d put on some extra weight over the years, but nothing like some of her friends. She’d been working on trimming down, even though that was frustrating her, too. Having gotten into a regular routine of walking and swimming, along with putting a couple of exercise machines in the finished half of the basement, it seemed like her curves only kept getting firmer and not any sleeker or smaller as she hoped.Despite being thicker than she wanted, at least she still had a pretty good hour. .." He blushed and went silent again."Want to what, Zack?" she asked, her eyes boring into his."Oh man," he moaned."Come on, Zack," she wheedled, like she was talking to a five year old. "Tell me what you want, Zack."His eyes cleared. Suddenly his twenty years of world experience told him something he hadn't paid attention to before this moment. That was that this woman was toying with him ... teasing him at a minimum ... and maybe even baiting him, at worst."You know what I want," he said, his.