The Meeting

As he kissed her, massaging her ample firm breasts through the glossy smooth fabric of her top, she reached her hands down his back, grabbing the hem of his skirt, lifting it to his waist, so she could massage his ass.

"Take me now." She pushed him off her, and turned herself until she was on her hands and knees in front of him. "Take me now. Take me from behind."

The sweet musky smell of her, her ass just inches from his face, were all too much for him to exercise any further thought of control. As quickly as he could, he stripped his leather thong from his body, freeing his hard long hot member. Taking himself in one hand, he placed his other on the small of her back, preparing to enter her hot steaming hole, the memory of which was still fresh in his mind after all the years.

As she sensed him nearing her with his throbbing manhood, she allowed her head to drop to the floor, raising her sweet wet flower closer to him and the same time freeing her hands to reach down between her legs and rip her panties from around her waist, exposing to him her cleanly shaved swollen pussy. Throwing her now shredded panties aside, she trusted herself backwards into him. Feeling the large bulbous head of his thick hot member touch her wet moist lips for the first time in years, she drove herself back even harder, until she had forced the thick round head of him into her.

With the tip of his dick buried in her steaming hot pussy, he held himself there, once again enjoying the feeling of her. Then without warning, he drove himself deep into her with one long strong stroke, nearly pushing her flat onto the floor.

"Yes!" she screamed at the top of her lungs as he began to push himself in and out of her now dripping hot pussy. The faster and harder he drove into her, the harder she pushed herself backwards against him, driving his long thick member into herself as far as he could go.

"Faster. Faster!!" she screamed as he felt the slick smooth walls of her pussy tighten and contract, as she began to orgasm.