She had asked if I was in love with her, and I had to tell her I loved her, but honestly couldn’t tell her if I was in love with her yet. “You know,” I told her, “there’s only one thing I enjoy more than an evening of literary discussion with a charming, beautiful, and intelligent woman.” “Oh,” she whispered, “and what would that be?” “Making passionate love to her until the sun rises.” I answered, as I bent to kiss her lips. Milf sex She was thrusting up, seemingly enjoying the action. How long can you last?” She exclaimed, after we’d fucked for about thirty minutes. Darlene had told me Paula had recently divorced her first husband, after eight or nine years of marriage. Oh fuck, she was tight! How many of my recent acquaintances knew Agatha Christie from Dorothy Sayers and knew their characters names and traits? I am partial to small women, perhaps because the women in my family tend to be that way, while Dad and all four of us boys were at or near
