Then we moved into her bedroom where I stripped her naked, then allowed her to remove my clothes. We stood for a while, facing each other, our pricks both erect, both nuzzling against each other, our mouths locked together in breathtaking kisses, until I couldn't contain myself any longer.
I turned Dolita so that her beautiful back was to me, she leaned over, placing her hands on the bed, making her arms straight. I knelt behind her and licked at that sensational arse, tonguing the musky delights of her anus, before standing and sliding my erection deep into her.
This time, as I stroked and caressed her hanging breasts, Dolita whispered: "Come in me or on me this time, darling."
I tried to control myself, to last longer as I stroked her breasts with one hand, her erection with the other, but her beautiful butt soon had the better of me. It wasn't helped by the fact that she kept thrusting her butt back against my belly, the contact between our bodies making slapping sounds as she did so.
Then I felt the insistent pounding in my balls as the semen sought its release. As I realised the inevitable was getting closer and closer, I pulled from her lovely back passage and plumed my spunk onto the middle of her back in three globs – a big one, a smaller one and a piddling little dribble.
After fetching a towel from her bathroom and cleaning up my load from her chocolate brown body, Dolita sat up on the bed and I lay beside her. I went to suck on her erection, but this time she said: "No, not this time, Shayne, give me a hand job, there's a sweetie."
Now I've pulled the old pud when I've had to in my time – although I've usually been lucky to have had a woman around to do the honours, so to speak – but I'd never wanked anyone else off. An approach to one of the surf lifesaving club fellas in the clubhouse showers would almost certainly be met with a swift punch in the ghoulies!
"I'll try," I told Dolita, "but I don't know how good I'm going to be."
