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She was way ahead of him. Robert was still focused on Joanne’s breasts. Her left breast was amazing, like a sixteen year old, round and firm and just large enough to fill one of his hands. Its nipple was stiff and very sensitive, and Joanne shivered when Robert licked it gently. Her right breast was larger, soft, with a twin excited nipple topping its beautiful curves. He leaned down and sucked at it gently for a moment, eliciting tiny gasps from its half-naked owner, then again began to gently squeeze and stroke both breasts with his large dark hands, leaning back while her smaller white hands gently outlined the shape of his thing to come through his shorts.

Finally his hands slipped down her back and unzipped her skirt, out of which she obligingly stepped, swinging her wide hips from side to side like a stripper, leaving her nearly naked in his arms, wearing just panties, garter belt and stockings.

Robert slid his hands down over the full round curves of her bottom, covered now only by the thinnest silk underwear and the belt’s straps. He slid his fingers under the waistband and spread them out over Joanne’s luscious ass beneath the silk, letting his fingers slide dangerously deep into the divide between her cheeks, making Joanne shiver.

But she did not stop him. She didn’t want to discourage him in any way. He was welcome to do anything he liked with her, so long as he was loving about it. He was so sexy, and he was getting so turned on touching her! She loved his total infatuation with her body. She could feel herself getting very very wet….

Given the provocation of having this gorgeous nearly nude woman gently dry humping him and stroking his organ through his pants, Robert couldn’t be blamed for wondering what a sweet dream it would be to slide the gorgeous Joanne’s last shred of clothing off and bend her over, spread her cheeks wide and… well, enter her from behind? Would she let him do that?!? He thought she probably wouldn’t go for that. He thought she was probably too reserved.…

The gorgeous Joanne shivered, not knowing what Robert might be thinking or expecting she might let him do with her, but at that moment wishing he’d just turn her around, yank the damned panties aside and fuck her, hard, from behind.

And then she gasped as he easily lifted and spread her wide against himself, each hand inside her underwear fondling one bare cheek, pulling them apart, his finger again sliding dangerously close to center again, making her shiver and twitch… but again she did not stop him. She didn’t normally let guys touch that… part of her… though she might make an exception in Robert’s case, if that’s what he wanted. She wasn’t going to do anything to discourage him now.

Joanne pushed him back onto the bed and climbed up on top of him, sitting back on her knees on the bed, straddling him, bending forward to kiss him, spreading herself wide open from behind. She took his right hand and pulled it back around onto her ass. She wanted both his hands back there again. She wanted him to play with her…. slip in a finger or two at least, geez….

Which he still didn’t quite have the nerve for… so Joanne kept playing with him.

She reached down and again gently felt him through his pants with both hands, gently squeezing and sliding the nylon fabric of his shorts up and down along the thick hard column.

Joanne’s knew there was no turning back at this point. All pretense and inhibition were gone. She wanted Robert’s shorts off. She wanted it to be clear to Robert that she was OK with him doing just about whatever he wanted with her sexually, anywhere, anyhow, but SOON. She felt a powerful need to devote a bunch of quality time to their mutual sexual satisfaction….

If she could just get his shorts off. NOW.

And then Robert noticed the wall mirror across from the bed, small but big enough to capture the bed scene. He wondered if she knew it was there. He was being treated to a lovely view of Joanne from behind, with his hands spreading her beautiful cheeks wide apart, her back entrances easily viewable through the transparent silk of her underwear, soaking wet through the fabric, deep red and swollen, clearly in need of servicing. This white lady was in heat. It was the most erotic thing he’d ever seen, and he nearly came in his shorts at the sight.

He wanted to tease Joanne a little by making her wait a little longer, but his own inexperience and desire prodded him into letting her undo his shorts and almost rip them off, sliding back onto the bed but modestly keeping his boxers on. She seemed in a hurry. Joanne didn’t like to waste time getting clothes out of the way once she’d made up her mind that she wanted to be, well… fucked, but in a nice way, by a very nice and yummy man.

Joanne quickly got to her knees on the bed in front of him, and hooking the elastic waist band of his shorts with the fingers of both hands she smiled up at him with those blue eyes, wet her lips with her tongue, and slowly slid them down past his narrow hips, allowing his nearly erect penis to swing up, exposed and vulnerable.

Robert was a little embarrassed about the sudden exposure of his naked sex, but he needn’t have worried at all. It was dark; very dark brown. And thick. And sensitive. And, Joanne thought, very erotic. She couldn’t take her eyes off it.