Pussy Expert

Michell considered me to be an expert when it came to her pussy, and I would probably have to agree with her. She was a 32 year old divorced mother of two who lived across the street from me whom I started fucking within a week of her moving in. Personally, I enjoy eating pussy more than actually fucking, not that I don’t enjoy fucking because I certainly do. But there’s something about eating good pussy that can have me wrapped up in the activity for hours. And Michell‘s pussy was no different, in fact, as long as we were fuck buddy neighbors, I probably spent more hours with my face between her legs than with all the other women I’ve gone down on combined, and that’s a lot of pussy. While I was feasting on her, I would also explore her with my fingers, even discovering a curious ring sized loop deep inside of her that she said her gynecologist also noticed and gave a name to but I forgot what it was. While finger exploring, I would also open her up as wide as I could to peak as deep inside as I could see. She would joke that me being down there like that was a cross between a pelvic exam and having sex for the first time. She told me more than once that no one had ever spent as much time getting to know her pussy as I did and that I was more intimately familiar with her “down there” than her ex-husband was. I took great pride in being her pussy expert.

On a sidenote, if you enjoy busting nuts inside of chicks but are afraid of knocking one up, find one who’s had her tubes tied. Michell got fixed while she was still married, and immediately after her second kid, so by the time I got hold of her, I was free to blow my loads in her all day every day without fear. She even preferred that to me nutting on her belly or that big, beautiful, round ass. It was awesome.

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