If anything can compete with her face for the definition of beauty, it is her body. She walked into the stream, letting the silvery water embrace her ...body, and started swimming around, her long hair floating on the surface of the water following her, for which it can’t be blamed. At the edge of her hair were the two round mounds of her buttocks, their skin is so soft and wet that they glistened in the sun light, like two reflections of a full moon on a summer night. She swam to the small. Finally, we exchanged phones numbers and started texting throughout the day. I was in Missouri and she was in Utah, so meeting up was unlikely without major planning. Still, we kept our texting and flirting, knowing that it was just for fun. We joked about what I would do to her if I ever got my hands on her. She said I couldn’t handle her and sent me a picture of her halloween picture from the night before. She filled out the costume well and I told her I would kill for the chance to motorboat. I started stroking my cock over her face and it wasn’t long before I started cumming. I let out a long moan as cum hit her cheeks, glasses, and neck.She kind of cringed as the cum hit her face, but she giggled as I stopped cumming. “Wow,” she said as she caught her breath.I leaned back and sat back on the desk as my cock deflated completely out of breath and blown away with what just happened.She wiped off her face and reached for my boxers to clean the cum off of her glasses. She went for her. “No.” Then I could see she was hesitating then she plunged in. “Do you have any tattoos Aunt Ali?”“Let’s drop the Aunt title - you’re a little old for that don’t you think? And yes I have a tattoo.” I figured now or never take the plunge. Before she could say where - I opened my robe to reveal my cock and I pointed at the head. “A heart on the head of my cock.” Bamber couldn’t believe her eyes and this time she did recoil.“OH – MY – GOD. What the fuck is that?”“It’s my cock sweetheart – do you.