I must've looked a proper picture, my arms around the two boys, them with a leg each carrying me to the bedroom, the tacky French Maid costume, the black stockings, my legs spread wide open, my sex itself, shaved around my lips and below, a neat trimmed triangle of hair above, the high-class...
The winter passed uneventfully after the Surfer party, the Surfers had all gone home for the winter and I had been very concerned that there might have been some gossip going around the village, after all I had fucked and been fucked by eleven younger guys, but true to his word, my friend Tony...
Quite often my sexy fantasies occur at bedtime and regularly turn into very erotic dreamscapes. Because I live virtually right on a popular surf beach my apartment has a grandstand view of the beach and I have a pair of powerful Binoculars. I often sit gazing at the view, and the young men who...