I had forgotten how tight Hannah’s pussy was.
So, when I slipped inside her from behind, and looked down at the pale, white skin of her back, leading up to the long, curly, red hair flowing over her left shoulder, I felt a nearly overwhelming urge to cum inside her.
“It’s been so long,” she said, looking back at me. “I missed you, Mickey.” I missed her too, but probably only for the fact that she was 22 and I was 40 and she gave amazing, earth shaking blowjobs.
She wasn’t kidding, though. It had been about six weeks since I fucked her last, just a day before she left to go back to college. Her sweet moist pussy gripped my cock as I slowly eased in and out of her.
“I missed you too, Han,” I said, picking up the pace.
“Fuck me hard, OK?” she said, but it was more of an order than a request.
“And don’t stop.”