The night in the hotel, with Sandra, had been lively. I may not be the young stud of old these days but I knew how to satisfy her. My oral skills had brought her to orgasm four times in all.
Now I was being woken up with lips around my cock. The old morning wood was in full swing and I was happy to lie there, slowly awakening, with Sandra's full lips welcoming me to the day.
"I thought it was just the night we were to have." I said, smiling and growing. Sandra said nothing, just looked at me and winked, whilst her mouth worked its miracles.
Sandra knew when to stop, she wanted my cum elsewhere on this occasion. She sidled up beside me, arms round my shoulders.
"Make love to me, pretend I'm your wife for a while." She said softly.
"Oh I'll make love to you but no pretences are necessary." I said without thinking.
I'd let my guard down and now she knew this was more than a deal.
Although she was well-built, she was quite agile and moved herself on top of me, my hard cock brushing her pussy, which I could feel was damp without any assistance from me.
She had a lustful look in her eyes as she positioned herself on top of my straining cock.
"I think it's you making love to me Sandra."
I wasn't complaining as she slowly went up and down, her pussy so warm, wet and welcoming.
Her ample bosoms bounced as she built up speed. Her body glistened and she let deep moans escape. I would have loved her to cum that way but it just didn't quite hit the spot. Instead, I was the one to cum, spraying inside Sandra as she pressed down.
I wasn't leaving her unsatisfied, so told her to sit on my face. Her pussy was soaking, her juice and my cum making a heady mix and I lapped at it like a thirsty dog. My hands balanced her butt cheeks and I slid a digit into her ass as I lapped away at her. She wasn't long in cumming, noisily telling the whole hotel how it felt.
Sandra dismounted in a rush. "Sorry babes but I need to pee... and we never discussed water sports" she cheekily added.
She headed straight into the shower but I was too tired to join her. It gave me time to think, assess and evaluate the whole situation. I couldn't imagine Sandra just settling for this one-off. She had got her hunger for cock back.
I decided I wouldn't hang around long, even politely declining sharing a taxi with Sandra. I'm not sure why but I didn't head straight home. I went to a local park and fed the geese, knowing full well that Sandra would have already contacted Anna with the gruesome details.
It wasn't long before my phone buzzed and it was Anna.
"Where the hell are you?" a mixture of worry and annoyance in her tone.
"Just down at the park, clearing my head."
"When you could be here in bed with me?" she said surprised.
"Darling, I just needed to settle things in my head. I'll be home in twenty minutes."
"Good, because I want to hear all about it."
"Has Sandra not phoned you yet?"
"Oh yes and I got a full run down but I want to hear your version." she said, anxiously.
I picked up on that and asked "What's up? was it too sordid for you?"
"Most of it, no, but there were a couple of things that have me thinking."
"Do tell, love of my life." I joked.
Anna hesitated but replied "I'll tell you when you get home."
She had me curious so I said I'd be back tout suite.
Anna was lying in bed when I got home. The duvet was pulled up over her boobs but I gave it a tug and exposed her large orbs. I leaned in and started to suckle, on her left nipple, which hardened instantly.
"So tell me baby, what's troubling you?"
"Sandra told me you had anal sex and you loved it."
"That's not exactly a shock though, is it? I know you don't like it and accept that. What are you getting at?" I queried.
Anna cleared her throat and looked a little uneasy. "Sandra put a little proposition to me. I'm not sure you'll go for it."
My interest was piqued. "Try me, darling."
