I gave her the sleep mask to put on, telling her to keep it on until I told her to remove it. "I don't want you seeing what I'm doing ... I want you t...o feel it" I explained as I applied liberal coatings to her beautiful tits and flat tummy before lifting her legs to do them both. Then it was over onto her tummy to coat her back. My greasy fingers slipped between her ass cheeks and across her asshole as I applied it to her butt.With the next pass across her asshole I pushed a greasy finger into. So…back to my first anal fuck. It was not with her.She didn’t give into that one ever. No,this was with my present partner. Now She was, and is a total different bale of hay and no mistake. I suddenly and unexpectantly found a women with the same ideas about sex as me.,just when i’d given up all hope that she ever had existed. Man she was great. Blow jobs were like meat and two veg to her. ‘No problem honey,get it out and stick it in my mouth’. Wow… I had always fancied the idea of water. There, great! And those Capris! Scrumptious! Tight as can be, a little sexy for such a young thing, but....'And best of all, to me, Michelle, standing there in my sister's closet looking at the mirror, the tightness of those Capris at my middle, and the perfect vee, so tight that a little light from her room could be seen between my thighs and, oh! So sweet! The hint of a vaginal cleft where the pants' insistent center seam pooched out my little sack, my little pussy lips, on either side. As I. Her fur blankets were lined with smooth, luxurious shimmering ivory satin; ever since I could remember I loved the feel them. My fur blankets were made of the coarse back pelt of Fangsnappers, were not lined at all and always had a strong musky odor. Here everything smelled wonderful.She was sitting across from me in her favorite chair, with the thick Book of Legends on her lap and reading me another fantastic adventure of Thor the Thunder God.Her long blonde hair glistened like spun gold in.