"Maria reminds me so much of you as a little girl," I said. "Even the lack of panties."

Ana smiled beautifully. "Back then, I went without panties because my family was poor. But now it is just more comfortable."

"For Maria or for you?"

"Both," Ana replied, opening her legs and hiking up her skirt so I could see her pussy. I glanced at the kids -- they were wrapped up in their board game -- so I placed my hand atop her furry mound. Ana pushed her skirt back down over my hand and I rubbed the slick entrance. She clasped her legs around my wrist and closed her eyes, smiling, then moaned just a bit. I leaned over and kissed her deeply. In the background I heard the kids stop playing their game, then I heard them giggle. I broke the kiss and glanced over at the kids.

"Before we continue this reunion, shouldn't we put the kids to bed?"

"Mmm, no, Marc, we don't have to. They will be OK out here. It's not their bedtime yet."

I shrugged. "Then let's go to the bedroom." I stood up and took her hand. She stood up and playfully whapped my bottom, then told her kids to be good for a while.

In the bedroom, Ana undressed me. "Such modesty you have," she said, unbuttoning my shirt and hiking it over my head. "Don't you remember what we were doing at their age?"

"Yes, but we can't do it in front of them!" I protested weakly.

"Mmm, well ... that is something I want to talk to you about," she purred, unbuckling my pants. I started to ask her to be more specific, but when her cool fingers found my warm, hard penis, I could only gasp with pleasure.

"We will talk about it later," she said, her eyes heavy-lidded, her mouth pursed and devilish. I kissed her again and she pushed me back onto the bed. My pants were around my ankles, so I fell straight back onto the mattress. I kicked my pants and underwear off and watched as Ana turned on the radio and did a slow, vicious striptease to the raucous sounds of Rock en Espanol.

She had grown up so much since I last saw her. Before, she had been a twelve-year-old pixie, with budding breasts and a tiny flowering of pubic hair, with hardly any waist to speak of. Now she was a voluptuous, sensuous woman, twenty-five years old, with beautiful dark skin, long black hair, smoldering brown eyes, full lips, wide hips, heavy breasts, and strong legs. Her pussy was trimmed so that the labia were visible beneath a small crown of trimmed black hair. She was unfuckingbelievably gorgeous and I was desperate to fuck her.

She slowly crawled on top of me, allowing the ends of her hair to brush across the tops of my legs and abdomen. It was an incredibly erotic sensation. By the time she reached my face, I was running my fingertips down her back to grab her soft ass. I was in heaven. We kissed suddenly, fiercely, and years of repressed fantasies suddenly boiled over.

I grabbed her neck, rolled her over and began kissing and biting her neck. She half-laughed, half-moaned, a very sensual sound which drove me further over the edge. I held her wrists tightly, almost as if I was restraining her, and started to kiss, suck and bite her breasts. She wrapped her legs around my ribs and I could feel her wet pussy pressing against my abdomen. I had to have her. I stood up at the side of the bed and held her ankles in the air. She stared at me from the bed, her expression a mixture of passion and wonderment. My cock stood straight up, pulsing with need. I smiled down at her, then leaned over so that her ankles were on my shoulders. I bent her legs back, back, back until her knees pressed down on her breasts, then I reached down and slowly inserted myself into her sopping wet cunt. Oh God, it was amazing. She was fairly tight for a woman who had two kids, but very hot and very, very wet.

Once I was completely within her, I kissed her deeply again. Her arms came up and twined around my neck, holding me close to her face as our tongues fought between our lips. Because her legs were bent up over her torso, my cock was able to penetrate her very deeply. I felt the end of my penis press once, then twice against her cervix, as if it was kissing the narrow gate. Ana cried out with each gentle touch..........(cont)