I couldn't help it if Janice fancied me
It was simple her prerogative, not mine
But it seems what is to be will be
And now it is all Janice, roses and wine
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"I want you all the time. I think you know that by now Pete Whether it is just the way you look or you as person I don't know, but all I do know is, when I see you I want to take you to my bedroom, close the curtains and do such carnal things."
But I was not complaining. She was a lot older than me but I really liked the way she sexed. And the thing is, she really enjoys herself which, she is the first to admit, is good for mind and body.
She grinds like a clamp riding over me, she sucks like there is no tomorrow and she fucks like it is the last thing she does before she dies.
Not as th0ugh she is that old. Don't get me wrong, that was just a figure of speech. Talking of figures, you should see hers, for a forty six year old she has it all. She is the proud possessor of a nice sexy slim appendage, a great cuddly bosom and a really tight ass, which fits her slim jeans perfectly. The sort of bum you may like to slap a little for good stead, she is the first to admit she loves a little spanking so long as I am not too rough with her and readily bends over my knee for her regular punishment - but that is on the understanding that she can suck the cock off of me, and that is what it feels like sometimes. She can hold it there for yonks and dip it deep into her throat, how she does that I don't know but she has it off to a 'T'.
She loves to explore and experiment. She calls me her quintessential toy boy supreme. We can just chill and try anything we would like to try, some things work, others don't but how are you gonna know if you didn't try.
I never thought the yellow rain idea was going to work anyway, I never liked the idea but Janice said to try, that we would never know if we didn't.