Well another weekend with Joanne was nigh, and I was well ready for her particular kind of fraternisation. Older than me but still with loads of zip I benefited from her abundant experience of sexual know-how, and did Joanne know how! You bet she did and no holds barred.
She was a natural and she simply loved to spoil me to death as she chatted on about nothing, taking breaks to do to me what she knows I adore and what she says she is always hungry for.
Just driving to Joanne's place on a Saturday I seemed to have a permanent erection but had to control it a bit else I'd get confused with my gear lever! Well us guys do love to boast!
Arriving at Joanne's lovely home she greeted me with such overwhelming passion, showing just how much she'd missed me, standing in the doorway -her lips pressed tight and moulding into mine, her whole being seemed like it was moulding into mine and for a short while we indulged in the most wonderful ever deep French kiss.
She flushed bright red,her hands grasping me around my waist as she urged me to dance with her.
She was absolutely gorgeous.
"Do you mind if we forego coffee for a while baby, I just have to have you now?"
She was always that candid and was one wholesome woman and very demanding -just how I liked her to be.
As said she is always unpredictable and this time was no exception, she was so hot she just had to have me there and then on the hall carpet, her hands ripping down my pants and literally wrenching out my gear like there was no tomorrow.
She wanted a quick fuck and no doubt about it, quite content to partake in her other activities like massaging and playing with me as she told me about her week, pausing occasionally to enjoy some oral pleasure which did it for us both, those deep long and thrilling deep sucks sending me to heaven, saying how good I tasted, wanting me to raise my leg up and out a little higher so she could sit on the carpet beside me in the lounge, her head pressed up against my manhood which she adored so much, and just to feel her breath on my balls was stimulating enough - but to see her lips and tongue working lovingly on my balls and cock was something I cannot perfectly describe regarding how it felt, it was simply heaven I guess and there she was, teasing back the foreskin to admire the rim and lick my p-hole - at the same time grasping me by the girth to ensure I would not cum until she was well and ready.
But for now she wanted it full on and no messing, her skirt rolled up, her legs opened as she placed herself on a cushion in the most desirable way, opening those gorgeous thighs to portray her tie-on red thong which really did it for me, there was no time for foreplay or anything else other than the job in hand, and now it was in her hand, guiding it to where she wanted it, right up into her wet and very hot pulsing pussy and then I was feeling her fuck once more, always so complete and gratifying .
The fuck lasted about five minutes until we were both well and truly spent and exhausted, such had been the potency of a beautiful fuck.
I took it out of her, watched her expression so warm and good. She apologised for being so quick but assured me it would make no difference to our love -in. But first refreshment was essential she said to warm the heart, nourish the body for things to come.
That was one of her sayings, always aware of my welfare and I guess hers too, those precious moments shared enjoying a heart meal, always cooked by her, and she doing always her very sexual interpretations when cleverly eating a gherkin or such, driving me mad with those obvious suggestive movements of her mouth and tongue, the was she mover her mouth to roll her food inside and then the deep swallow, her eyes focussed deep into mine, deep and asking and very suggestive, telling me how much she wanted again to sample cock to the foremost.
All this of course as she told me about her garden and her prize cucumbers which I will have to take a look at afterwards in her greenhouse.
I told her I don't mind where I look at it, and over the bench in the greenhouse was as good a place as any. All hot and humid and ripe for the plucking.
She chuckled and led me by the hand to her large greenhouse where she had not only gherkins but cucumbers and tomatoes too. I told her she was so well organised.
That is me" she said, "little miss organised - and just take a look at my prize cactus here"
It was and very prickly.
"Very impressive" I said.
"What does the shape remind you of" she giggled cheekily "But without the prickles - ouch!"
I looked again, the slight bend in the middle, the bulbous tip, yes she was right. I kissed her full on the lips and touched her breasts. She closed her eyes for a moment and sighed.
"I am getting turned on again baby, follow me my prince into the lounge and permit your servant girl to do the honours of pleasing her master to the hilt"
So it was the servant girl thing today but she had to dress for the part.
"Won't be long baby, take a bourbon or something, you may just need it!" and off she went up the stairs and I knew she would return in her play kit. Last time an Elizabethan maid and now a servant girl. Sounds good to me.
Joanne would look perfect dressed in anything or even nothing at all, She had all the right attributes and no messing!
Fuck the bourbon I was quite content to give myself a slow massage until Joanne returned in preparation of what was to come, and my cock was soon primed and ready and to save the time I put on one of Joanne's rubber rings to keep me from ejaculating before she was ready, because that was how she liked it, she climaxed just to see it explode like mount Etna on release of the magic ring.
I heard her coming down the stairs and tucked my length away between my legs, to save for when she wanted.
She looked ravenous in her servant's gear and I could not wait to be served on., A very short lace lined black silk skirt is just what the doctor ordered and if she was going to sit on me with that on, like Joanne always enjoyed to do when we role played, I was amore than happy to sniff her up underneath that.
As soon as Joanne took her place crouching beside me on the leather bound settee I know what she was about, those delicious deep set brown eyes said everything and after she delighted in watching me strip she asked if the master would like some servant girl special.
"And just what is that" I asked knowing what she had in mind, armed with a can of dairy squirty cream, she'd done that tome in her Elizabethan gear because I joked with her saying they didn't have that sort of cream in those days but for the next few minutes she wanted her taste of cock garnished with the cream and sucked me up like a baby sucks its milk from mothers breast.
Not only did she garnish the cock but balls as well and the licking and sucking was simply divine, I must have developed the mother of a hard on and she was loving it so much.
Then pausing a while she started as always to chatter on but still beautifully massaging me with those very expert teasing and tantalising fingers, letting me have a glimpse up her skirt and whispering to me, seeing how I was gaping I guess, that I could have some of that later.
But as she squeezed and wanked me I saw the dark tops of her silk black stockings revealing the whiteness above of her gorgeous thighs and lamented in what was to come after the beautiful experience I was now having and enjoying, then closing my eyes and chilling to her exploring touch.
