Larna sighed as I ran my fingers over her wet bulging clit. "We're gonna have to fuck soon or the top of my head will blow," she laughed. Ever direct, Larna never left me, or anyone, in any doubt about what she wanted. Lying on a blanket in the grass behind my place the sun was hot on our bodies, not that I intended this but things happen!

Earlier I'd collected Larna from her place to do her usual three hours of cleaning and clearing at mine. I lived like a typical bachelor so while clearing up was needed from time to time I preferred to help the local economy by paying a nice looking wom Continue»

So far the flight in my Piper Warrior 4-seat airplane from Valdosta had been completely uneventful. Rozia sat next to me taking in the view - blue skies above, Lake City, Gainesville, Ocala, Lakeland passing below. Ever the good pilot I paid attention to the instruments, the occasional radio call and flying. I did have one big distraction though. On these summer trips, and no air conditioning in the cockpit, Rozia just wore a bikini bottom!

That skimpy piece of material barely did what it had to do, stretched over her Latino thighs and crotch. She had long tanned legs and red painted nails Continue»

I had a Colombian girl - Rozia. She was slim with smooth tanned skin. She had a sweet smile, warm mouth, boobs to die for, and hips made to lure men to her inner thighs. When her thighs were parted and naked they revealed her shaven seventh heaven with a clit that, when aroused, stood taut and ready to trade orgasms with a thrusting cock. In short, she was woman! Rozia lived with a Colombian f****y in a tenement block where I used to take her home every night after we first met. We'd kiss and feel each other as we stood by the front door til she was really horny and I had a solid hard on Continue»