He grabbed at my small pert breasts and slid his hands over my body as I pushed his cock inside of me. He told me that he hadn’t seen a body quite like mine. I straddled him completely naked and unzipped his trousers, he was in total ecstasy watching my body. He had the most magnificent oak bed with beautiful white bedsheets, we talked over a glass of red wine and then he stripped my clothes off and took me into the bedroom. As the night went on we decided to head back to his apartment, it was a bright apartment with an amazing open plan design. We talked for ages sitting on the high bar stools and straining to hear one another over the music. He was totally honest with me from the moment we met inside an upmarket bar in the center of the city. He was married but no longer with his wife, instead of going through the divorce process they just decided to stay married and friendly with one another. Ok, so this man was 20 years older than me, which may seem like quite a stretch but we were just suited to one another. I had been seeing a man older than me for quite some time when this first happened, don’t get me wrong I had fucked boys my age but a man just a bit older than me was so much more fun and he really knew how to show me a good time. Quick Warning: This story is really sexy, if you want more real stories with real fully nude images from users and myself, then you need to join my private erotic club.
