Scott: A well built larger than life Canadian guy, who at the age of 47 surprisingly told me that he wasn’t particularly experienced. He regularly a...ttends private parties with an older woman but he’s not into the club scene. He’s quite tall and towers over me when we've chatted. He’s dark haired with a stubble beard, although he has promised to shave for our encounter which suits me fine as I don’t like beards, I would describe him as being a little rough and ready in appearance. Notes: lovely. He was telling me to do this and that and I wondered just how much time he spent looking at my pussy, at least it didn’t feel like it was leaking all the time.It wasn’t just yoga, he got me to do a lot of exercises that I used to do in gymnastics classes when I was little, and again, when I was doing them this time they were a lot more revealing but by then I wasn’t at all embarrassed about being naked in front of Adam, or letting him see my spread pussy.When the Noga was finished Adam. Her breathing deepened as I gently fondled her, knowing that her arousal went as deep as her gasps. I kept my lips on her neck, moving up and down, threatening to kiss that special spot right behind her earlobe. When she was gyrating furiously in frustration, I took the hand not pinned by her and slid it down into the front of her panties. ‘I love how wet you get for me.’ ‘Only for you,’ she whispered, hot and husky. Just to tease her, I pulled my hand form the front of her underwear to trace. It was an american girl type themed dress this time and it looked as though she had on diamond sparkled stockings. When I entered her room the 2nd time, I noticed immediately that she had changed out of the stockings she worn in the first part of the show. They were slopped over a chair outside one of the other open cubicles above the slumped candy dress.I lifted the stockings to be nose and sniffed the crotch. The scent of a woman was hardly there. Although it would have been too much to think.