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LOST AND FOUND

... 24 hours a day, but only with the right man, because I cum like a fountain if you haven’t already noticed. The only thing better than being fucked, sucked and eaten is sucking a cock, and I love that too. You’re the only man that has done that to me in many, many years. I know I’m not 25 anymore, but I try to keep in shape, I walk, run, work out, watch what I eat, just because I love being a sensual woman. Somewhere, a long time ago, I decided that being a total woman in command was fantastic and one of those things was having a nicely trimmed hairy cunt. I’d really forgotten how much you loved that, as most men do. I don’t understand how any man would want a bald pussy. Isn’t that like having a little girl? Oh yeah, I guess some men like that. Anyhow, you know the story, there’s some good sex, some great sex, but never any bad sex. Most of the men in my life, were usually just good sex. My ex was great sex, and he taught me a few things, but that just couldn’t keep the marriage going. Here’s something else that I’ve noticed over the years. Some men are really hairless, you know, no body hair and those men don’t seem to be the best sex partners. You, my dear David, on the other hand, have a wonderful hairy chest, arms, legs and an abundance of hair around your cock and balls, and I love it, and you are one really great fuck. Had enough to eat and drink?” “Oh yeah”, I replied, “but not enough of you.” “Well”, she said, “let’s talk about that, OK?” Before I could answer, she ...

... said, “So, here’s the deal. I want you to stay, certainly for the weekend, this is Thursday, can you take off work tomorrow and maybe we could work something else out for a more regular basis, what do you think?” My mind was racing to come up with a plan. My home was in California and she was here in Phoenix. Not the most convenient for any relationship and a part time one didn’t seem too appetizing, and a long term one seemed to be just out of reach, not to mention the age differences, and the f****y ties. I said very hesitatingly, “Trish, aside from the fantastic sex, what could we be to each other over a long haul?” “I knew you were going to ask that, you’re so practical. You always were. OK, here’s what I think we could do. I could take a couple of weeks off right now and we could either stay here, go to California, or….we could travel and see how compatible we are, besides sex. If sex is the only thing, then we’ll have had one helluva great time. What do you think?” “That sounds like a plan, but I need to think about it, OK?” I replied, my mind thinking ahead at the possibilities. Sure, I could take off as much time as I wanted, after all I owned the company and I had very competent people working for me. As I sat on the bar stool contemplating the situation, she unbelted the wrap, grabbed both of her luscious tits, juggled them for my attention, spread her legs wide, and said, “Don’t you love this hot hairy cunt?” No answer was needed. She could already see my semi hard ...