It was a wet summer day, and I was with my friends in a medieval castle on the Loire River. I was exhausted, so I sat on a seat to rest, and I fell asleep for a minute, which allowed me to become separated from the group. I awoke and began searching for them inside the castle, when I heard sounds in the dungeons. I continued on my route and called my buddies, but no one answered. Suddenly, I saw her, a stunning mature mistress with whom I fell in love right away. She moved near to me and shoved her hand into my underwear.

My beloved mistress, not missing a single pounding fuck-thrust, reached down to probe my clit. Her vibrating fingers reached my clit, and I screamed in uncontrollable passion. My cunt convulsed around her big leather shaft, and the pink tissues of my outstretched twat rippled and clung fiercely to the hammering prick. My pussy grabbed fiercely, yet it did little to slow her cyclic pounding. Juices flowed from the strained walls of my vaginal cavern, and my creamy, exposed thighs jerked with involuntary muscular contractions. Vaginal cum frothed out my well-reamed fuck-slot, revealing cracks in the uneven seal between her big dildo and my strained pussy lips.

Then, with a squeal of joy, she surged forward and pushed a big dildo into the deep reaches of my well-reamed twat, grinding her cunt mound against mine as she came. I could see her hard belly muscles ripple with each sperm spasm that ripped her cunt. The massive dildo, which appeared to be already bursting at the seams, grew to even greater proportions, forcing me to cry. And then I felt it: a tremendous stream of warm, sticky fluid erupted deep inside the nether regions of my twat, bursting from the tip of the leathery cock rod like a geyser! 

Mistress stroked her cock back, taking it fully out of my throbbing pussy. My ravished fuck tube gaped obscenely, stretched and bruised, spewing a flood of female juice. She clutched her big twitching cock fiercely with both hands, sliding her fingers back to the base of the shaft as she thrust forward with her hips. A tremendous jet of viscous, syrupy fluid emerged from the tip, soaring across the air. The thick, shimmering torrent showered down on my nude body, enveloping me from head to belly in a warm, sticky layer.