An Arse To Die For

Then her stunning arse was removed from my mouth and she knelt, facing me, straddling my cock, gradually lowering herself until her anus was on the tip of my cock. Then she impaled herself totally, sliding smoothly down on me, her cock displaying an amazing erection, pointing almost straight up.

As she sat on my cock, Dolita lowered her upper body onto me, her firm breasts thrusting onto my upper chest, her mouth nibbling and sucking and kissing at mine. Her rigid cock was hard against my abdomen.

Then I was spilling my love seed deep in her arse and she, in one of those happy coincidences, was spurting her spunk onto my belly as she could no longer contain her lust.

The rest of the night we spent fucking and sucking – you know, sport, doing the things lovers do.

I've arranged to return in a couple of months. My brother-in-law's rented the place out then, so I'll have to put up with staying in Dolita's apartment. What a bugger, eh?

Oh, by the way. During those two weeks I never got to Waikiki beach for a perving session on the local talent.

Still, why did I need to, when I could lay by the apartment pool and gaze on an arse to die for!