"It sounds divine. So you'll probably be using my anus at the next opportunity?"
"I'm obsessed with the idea since you planted the seed in my head 30 minutes ago. I've never done it!"
"Oh, darling. Let me be the one to take your virginity, I'd love that. We only did it a couple of times, but as much as Jack was always wanting it, it didn't always feel right for me. When we did though, it was eye-opening. So, what else?"
"Well, you know just then there was a point where I was sure I was going to blow my load right down your throat. You pulled off and made me fuck you from behind?"
"I'm sorry, selfish of me."
"No, you were right. I just wish I could've thrust a bit longer until you could cum as well. Well the thing is, I have never been able to cum in anyone's mouth. I've had plenty of girls wanting me to but something always stops me. It's the same when I try to wank myself off onto her tits as well. I just can't get to the point of cumming that way."
"Oh, darling, we'll have to work on that!" said Bridget earnestly.
"Another time, right now I want to give you what I denied you just now."
And he leaned over and french-kissed his sweet older lover. With his right hand he attempted to cup her left breast, of course it was too much for a single handful and anyway he had other plans for that right hand. He trailed his fingers down her soft fleshy stomach to her unshaven mound. She wasn't entirely wet like she had been before but with a few short rubs at the top of her pussy, her inner lips yielded to his probing finger. He withdrew his finger and traced the shape of her vagina with his damp digit. He then probed her wet hole with a finger, then another as he nuzzled her neck. He'd noticed as they had fucked earlier that day that she was quite vocal when aroused. Her lovely moaning, purring, at times even gurgling was having an effect on his dick. Before Bridget could reciprocate with her left hand, Stefan raised himself and then moved to the bottom of the bed. With a finger still pressed firmly where he believed her clit to be, he lay between Bridget's legs and looked up at the vision before him. Soft, white, fleshy thighs, a small pink pussy, moist outer lips pushing through a bush of slightly damp brown-grey hair. The soft white belly and those tits spilling slightly on either side. Bridget's sweet face could hardly be seen as she had her head pushed back, chin up, eyes shut in delirium. Stefan went back to french-kissing but this time on her vaginal lips, tongue darting inside as the mood took him. He rubbed the area at the top of her pussy, longing to see her erect again like before.
" Patient ", he thought to himself.
