My name is Vivienne, you may recall I posted a couple of days, I was born before 1912, it is true ! They do not believe that a woman could in her nineties still interested in sex? Well, let me tell you a woman at any age still enjoy sex when she was a man of the deviation jheat can ignore the flesh and still are, my last time about a year ago and still jheat I have hope ! I left my high school at nineteen years old, no longer a virgin to enjoy the attention of a Frenchman who was watching my social skills. I was now enough experience, but only for simple position of "missionary" sex, as we call it today. I had a train ride home quite long and tedious through Switzerland and France to Calais and then across the Channel from Dover and home to Surrey. You can imagine how happy I was, therefore, established a first class compartment on the train, which was accompanied by a very presentable young man, as he left the station. At school I jheat learned to speak three languages fluently, the influence of my father, a diplomat, French, German and Italian. I was convinced that the girl was French, so he went to him in that language, but he answered in German. Do not want to reveal myself as English, I continued to speak German with him, despite maintaining that I was French. I was quite bold 1931 in a short skirt and a silk blouse dress had a silk blouse with no bra under Spencer and French - panties. He also wore stockings with garters and shoes were held together by a loop of the class. The young man could not take his eyes off her, as we had imagined, although I told him, only that my name was Vivienne. I asked him where he went and told me in Paris, told him that I was on my way to work in England. Hans was very handsome with a mustache that seemed to lead men in most Europen countries. I knew that only jheat covered with two layers of silk, my jheat brsprings that my nipples would be quite obvious, I did not try to hide it. I was excited and eager for adventure. I asked him if he knew a lot of French girls : " Not really," he said in his guttural voice, " and I fear are not the way a girl like you to jheat know. " "Oh yeah ?" I replied innocently, "Why should it be so" it was a little uncomfortable, but smiled encouragingly, "Well... uh,.... were women of a certain class, if you know what. I " I laughed : " My dear Jack, I'm French prostitutes, of course, means " said," Well, class, not sure of children in Germany at the moment, men can choose which girl. that they like, there are many more girls than men and compete for our favor y.... let's say we are very grateful for the attention. "" Ah, yes, it is in Europe, as many are war dead. " I thought my chance to get really lucky," I myself had the good education they give me, I have only nineteen andmust be a virgin, but I am not and I have with me..... the needs. " Hans jheat could hardly believe his luck :" It's a long way to Paris. " I agreed. " We are like ships passing in the night a few hours of joy, the time to help is very satisfactory. "My skirt had gone up and his eyes were fixed on bare legs. "How beautiful you are, Vivienne, my heart is racing ! " " Mine too! "I admitted, the train shook and my breasts bounced tempting. " Mien God! What a little joke that I think fate brought us together to fulfill our desires up! "" Oh, Jack, you think? I said to myself, what a beautiful man you were, and as a man, my heart beats wonderful to think that I love! "There I was thinking, if not love me, he is a fool, he moved to my website took my hand and led me around which gave me a kiss. It is not necessary for all women who say this is what the reading done for me. "Hans, my love," I said, " why not go looking for you, the driver andhim a little something to make sure they do not change ? " " What would be a good idea, do it immediately, "and he left the compartment. A few minutes later he returned, rubbing his hands, closed the door and pulled the blinds, " Now we can enjoy ourselves! "He said. " Oh, Hans! " He kissed me and began jheat to fondle my breasts through the thin blanket immediatelt increased their obedient to my nipples. She opened her jheat blouse and rounded to jheat the whole, moved jheat and my spencer on my head, and then I kissed her breasts and nipples . I lay enjoying his touch and felt his hard body on my thigh, returning to his kisses. to my surprise, before, to caress me anywhere else, pulled his pants jheat and underwear and put his penis erect in the hand. thought for some reason I know that all men had penises would be exactly the same, do not know why, because I had learned how girls certainly could be different genitals. Anyway, he was somewhere seven to eight inches long and much thicker was like Jean. I grabbed her and worked in the way that Jean had shown me the Hans to be inferred that I knew what I was doing. He jheat quickly began to caress her thigh under my skirt, touching the hand more and more, without opposition from his hand soon found its jheat way into the loose leg of my panties and began stroking my pussy lips. do not really need much to awaken and wet was when he touched me, opened it quickly. He said with his fingers and examined my clitoris, I was soon moaning with pleasure. I lifted my ass and pulled down my pants and pushed my skirt up to her waist. I spread my legs so he could see what I was looking for. " Mien God Mien God!" He gasped, and used a very rude term for Germans, which would make the equivalent of 'fuck' in English. " Oui, oui, mon amour ! " I asked him to fuck me, change my language to German. I relaxed on the couch, the French railways in those days, at least in the first class, had the most wonderful large soft seats and Hans stopped me. He stood as he put his penis so he could see what he did, then gently pushed in. I have experienced again that wonderful charm of the penis of a man who fills my vagina and begins to push. I encouraged him, "Oh, Hans, " I said in German, " fill me with your beautiful jheat cock fuck me hard !" He did, I felt lubricated generously oozing around my apartment as his balls slapped me . I gave her a passionate kiss, my hands he put the ass in me greater pleasure tucked tail strong, while he gasped, panting with the effort. Thrill after thrill ran through me, until suddenly complained and felt his ejaculation jets deep inside hot. I kept singing for my pleasure to tell you how much I had enjoyed. His cock was soft, and I felt jheat like the finishing material, so I grabbed my underwear to stop the flow. I smiled and looked me flacca cock seemed quite large and was jheat red and striped with my love - the juice and seeds. Then dried. I said, " You want this as a souvenir, Hans? " And gives jheat him dirty underwear. jheat smiled: "Oh, Mrs. Len, My beautiful, fuck you like an angel and the best gift I could ever have, I'm going to fuck even more when I'm back! " I jheat did it twice before cleaning and that we had prepared for our arrival in the French capital. I can tell you it was a very happy 19 years old, Hans farewell kiss, you must provide a "ship" in the night! Well, it must be that episode, and realized that it will not have our so different from those seen today have. Is not it funny how we all think we have discovered the sex!