The satyrs didn't want to leave until every eligible human female had been impregnated by at least one satyr. The orgy lasted several days, with some ...of the women waiting in line to revisit a particularly satisfying satyr. The men got a little pissed at this, but what could they do—an agreement was an agreement?This was the start of something that nobody could control. The satyrs left after a few days, but promised to return in seven months when the young satyrs would be weaned. The men were. As she turned around, her curvy round ass was waving at me. I too escaped from there quietly… For close days we didn’t meet as we both were uncomfortable facing each other.One day at my home, I was searching for my passbook and in the drawer of the locker, I saw ID proof of my sexy Sarita. She might have handed it to my mom for an insurance policy. I never asked her about her age. She was born on 20/07/1982 I found it on her ID. She was 32 years old. As I calculated her age, something went up. She walked toward me, taking my hands and kissing me,lightly at first, then increasing the pressure, our tongues dancing together. She lifted my dress over my head, cupping my large firm 34D tits as she went. I melted. Her mouth was on my breast. She pulled me into her. I kissed her hard, completely needing to cum. I pulled her shorts down, we giggled as we tumbled onto her bed. Lifting my bum up she pulled my sodden knickers off, she leaned back, admiring my smooth pussy. She licked her lips. "Hell yeah! Let's go" I replied. Stumbling out with my hot mature white girl on my arm to the parking lot, she let me to her suburban. I pressed her up against her car with both of my hands and began to kiss her. I moved my hands from her shoulders to around her body and pulled her tightly against so I could kiss her deeper and let her feel how strong I was and how I wanted her. She began to unzip my pants and undo my belt. I stopped kissing her and worked on opening the back door of her car..