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By *bextra OP Man
over a year ago
a village near Peterborough, Oundle and Huntingdon |
thats ok, i murmured as I could feel the warmth and wetness of her orgasm on the edges of her lips, her pussy was soaking and my fingers were enjoying this neat pussy wrapped around the edges of she lips. Please not too hard - I cant take much more she said.
She continued to stroke me and as the pumping continued i could feel my tension rise and develop. Suddenly her grip changed and pressure and I errupted all over my chest and her tits. Wow so much for an older man and pulled me close to her and kissed me long and hard.
She reached over for a tissue and then another and another to clean us up.
You are a nice man she said to me and I wondered where this was going next.
I have a sore middle back and would you massage it for me?
She lay face down and I rose and straddled her ass, stretching my fingers up her spine from the top of her crack to the edge of he shoulder blades in a long slow but firm movement. Pushing the edges and stress outwards. I could feel the knots and the small areas of stress tension all over her middle back, this lithe figure of a woman now lying between my legs and clearing benefiting from my touches.
After 10 long minutes she moved her head to roll and face me. You are a lovely man and very kind - than feels much better. I slipped off her legs and she wrigged off the bed. She held her hands high above her head and stretched up. Long slender legs and a very pert ass. Turn round please and she gave me a view of her pert tits, stiff nipples and shaven pussy.
A superb and unexpected experience.
As I stepped into the shower, thoughts flashing through my brain, did that realy happen, how did that happen, that is not meant to occur, no one ever does that, trying to make sense of it.
As I dried off she walked back into the room with a towel around her body, barely staying on her frame.
That was so nice - and my back feels loads better. The same for me, my body really enjoyed that, and feels lots better.
I dressed and we made our pleasant farewells as I left her flat.
Two weeks later - my phone buzzed at the desk. It was a Monday morning.
Hi Nicky here, my back is really sore and you were so good for it, could you come and give me a massage at 8.15 tomorrow morning? You were such a good friend last week.
Was it fantasy, dream or real?
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