Only after that did she let me tongue lash her moist cum loaded pussy. It seemed to be extra tasty this time. After I had gotten her off, she made me ...keep my face pressed to her still moist cunt."That was good wasn't it honey? I think I want some more. How about you?"Before I could answer either question, she had picked up the phone and dialled one of her many Black men friends. As she talked, she reached down and pressed my face back to her hairy cunt and threw a leg over my shoulder and back. Everything that he had ever known or wanted was back down in that valley, most of it was in a village nestled on the banks of a gently flowing river. Bent Willow, his woman of seven summers, Wolf Fang, his son, Twisted Path his infant daughter, were all left behind in his village while he had embarked on a trip of exploration to visit among the hairy people who lived far to the North. He knew that he wouldn't see his family again for many moons, even under the most favorable of circumstances. His fingers again find the spot between her legs and He moves slowly over her clitoris gently stroking her and bringing her to the brink of orgasm He stops before she can climax. She pleads with Him her body aching for release. His fingers then find the source of her wetness and He inserts one then two fingers inside her. She tries to push onto him greedily wanting more He obliges by putting a third then fourth finger inside and begins thrust deeply. The orgasm comes quickly as He feels her. Ben and I are co-workers. Therefore, we have spent a lot of time bonding during lunch breaks. He has a wife and two children. Consciously, I felt a little guilty for developing such a lust for a married man. But, she is fifty. He is way too sexy to be with such an old woman. As time went on, we had laughed together at holiday work parties and texted almost daily. We share so many common interests and despite our significant age gap, he grew very intrigued by me. Ben invited me over and unlike.