She had decided to take a wine tour on Tuesday while her husband and the other three couples were golfing. As Peggy perused the brochures a handsome F...renchman entered the lobby lounge and sat across from her. Peggy looked up and the Frenchman lifted his glass politely and smiled to acknowledge her. Peggy smiled back and nodded her head, ‘Pardon but I see that you are looking at the wine tour brochures. Are you thinking about a tour?’ the Frenchman asked as he glanced at Peggy’s shapely legs.. He was into anal and she did that for him without reluctance or resistance but with desire and love. Without complaint, she embraced his need to explore that part of her body because that is what he wanted and so desired and she was gratified that she could make him happy and sexually satisfied in that special way. ‘Put plenty of lube in there, Michael,’ she said after assuming the position, on her hands and knees with head down and her ass pointed up higher. ‘Yeah, that’s good. It feels so. "Travis, I want something from you, but I dont know how or if I should ask." Now me being my hormonal teenage self, the first thing I thought was 'Of course I'll fuck you!' I probably could have said that out loud, but I didn't. "You know you can ask me anything Britt." She didn't say anything, instead she came over and sat on my lap her legs bent at my sides. "I'm not sure I follow." She took off her shirt and gave me a kiss. "How bout now?" I just nodded unable to take my eyes off her tits.. The muscles in my thighs began quivering and I think I whimpered.“Oh, M-Y,” she moaned up to me, seeing how close I was, how hot she had made me barely touching me. “I really hope you are multi-orgasmic,” and as soon as she said this, she pulled me hard onto her face and her tongue pushed into me. I cried out before I could stop myself. I knew I had to be quieter, so I pushed my forearm into my mouth, trying not to bite myself. She didn’t “shhhh” me this time. Her full concentration was on.