She was a great girl, good looking, a solid build, big titties and a sweet pussy covered with dense black fur. Her apartment was on the third floor of... a huge 1920’s building that undulated like a snake, curving one way and then another. The back side of her apartment faced the back side of another apartment within the same building with about 12 feet separating the two. It was also one of those old apartment buildings where the radiators ran much to hot and many tenants cracked a few of their. He lifted up her dress, and she opened her knees wide. “It’s between my legs,” she directed him. He teasingly scratched her inner thighs lightly, pretending to accommodate her. “No, it’s closer to my pee hole,” she suggested. His fingers moved slowly toward her slick bald pussy, and he could feel her legs twitching with anticipation. She raised her slender body up a few inches, providing access to her slit for his gnarly old hand. He brushed against her virginal lips, and her body jumped in. I was worried she might have disliked my looking at her that way, but the expression on her face led me to believe that she appreciated my gaze. “Anytime you feel like enjoying a dip in the pool, give me a call. I think you’ve got my number.” “I figured out how that happened, by the way. My Dad’s cell phone is in the 239 area code and yours is in the 941 area code. I’d recently got a new phone and with my old one, I could just dial the 7 digits and reach him. Apparently, your numbers are the. The pressure was getting to be overwhelming, I tried to settle down, I really did, but I came anyway.The first orgasm in these encounters has always felt like sticking your foot into cold water to me. Sure, you’re technically in the water, but it's about to get a whole lot worse before it gets better. Water analogy aside, men get sensitive after an orgasm. Despite the tricks a Mageni can pull to keep a man primed and ready, it does nothing to alleviate sensitivity. Couple that fact with my.