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on my haunches, grabbed her ass and
started to lick her pussy. I pushed my
face into her crotch. She was already
dripping wet. My cock ached and my
head was sort of spinning, but it was
good. Very good. The key to ass-fucking
Clarice is she has to be super turned on.
And super wet.
I knew I could make that happen.
I licked her clit and then traced
patterns over it the way she liked: figure
eights, swirls, circles, zigzags. When
I pushed two fingers deep inside her,
I found her tight snatch was totally
drenched. I fucked her relentlessly with
those two fingers until her hands were
tugging my hair hard as she came.
I stood and she turned her back to
me, splaying her legs and pressing her
hands and her forehead to the blue wall.
stick slowly through her outrageously “It is. I wouldn’t joke about that.” The color matched her lips.
blue cocktail. “Well, I’m not going to lie. Fucking “Hurry,” she said, and my heart
She grinned deviously at me, and I your ass is pretty much one of my top seemed to expand and shrink in the
laughed, running a hand through my three sexual activities.” same moment.
hair. “The other two being?” She’d slid her Wasting no time at all, I dropped
“None of those things. I was just hand under the table and was rubbing my jeans and my boxers and moved in
looking. Her jeans are tight. Like super my thigh. close. I kissed the back of her neck.
tight. I’m only human.” “Fucking your pussy and fucking your She shuddered, and then I drove my
“So no ass-fucking thoughts?” she mouth.” cock between her thighs a few times,
asked. She smiled. “You have good taste.” gathering her wetness on my shaft.
I shook my head. “Nope.” And it was “That I do.” I leaned in close to kiss Then, using my fingers, I gathered more
the truth. her, and her hand slid up to my crotch. of her juice, smearing it around her back
“How about my ass?” she asked. She rubbed my hard-on while we hole.
“How about it? It’s a perfect ass. It’s smooched. She squeezed my engorged “Hurry,” she said again. Her voice was
my favorite ass, in fact.” cock tightly, and I groaned. bright and eager.
She leaned in, and I noticed her lips “I see you have something for me,” I groaned against her hair, thinking if I
were stained a light shade of blue. she said. “Come on, I’ll take it now.” didn’t get control of myself I’d come on
Somehow it made her even sexier than With that, she stood and turned the first stroke.
usual. toward the restrooms. I couldn’t believe She pushed her ass back, beckoning
Decades of marriage hadn’t lessened she was serious. Ass-fucking in the little me, and I pressed against her hole until
my desire for her one bit. restroom? Was that really what she her body relaxed and let me in. I slid in
“No,” she said, drawing the word out. had in mind? But I stood and followed. slowly, holding her hips and gritting my
“What I meant was: Do you want to fuck I might have been confused, but I’m no teeth. She sighed, and I felt her body
my ass.” fool. adjust and accept me. Then she began
I just sat there for a moment blinking I walked into the bathroom right on to move, forcing herself back, impaling
like an idiot. “Is that a real question?” her heels, and she locked the door herself on my length.
She cocked an eyebrow and removed behind us. “Jesus,” I growled.
the swizzle stick to suck on the end. “It’s a nice restroom. It’s a single- “Wrong person, I’m Clarice,” she
My cock went hard almost before I person room. And it has a lock,” she said with a naughty laugh. But then
could inhale. I could barely believe it. said, peeling off her jeans. I squatted she sighed as I started to fuck her in

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