"Starting to laugh Hartwell was hardly able to contain himself. Derrick looked at him like he was crazy, "I fail to see what in the hell is so damn fu...ny Joey!" Derrick growled at the man.Sucking in a huge lungful of air Hartwell looked at his friend, "Well Sire if that is the most difficult thing you have going right now, I'd say you're damn lucky!" Again Hartwell started to laugh.As Derrick continued to stare at the man he realized that the man was correct and started to chuckle with him.. I roll the foreskin back and push the head against it as it slowly disappears from view. I am so turned on that despite reaching orgasm 6 times yesterday, I am already close to orgasm now. With my penis head inside him, I watch as my shaft is slowly taken in, inch by inch. With one moan, he moves his pelvis, and in one move, I am in as far as I can be.He moaning, and me panting with the heat of the day, we start to move. Gently, we move in unison. The wind blows on my partially exposed. My wife straight: a sweet, funny, smart little girl. Cute. No one would ever call her beautiful. She was cute on her good days. Her shape wasn't something to write home about. She was chunky, that's the word: chunky.She did have tits, I'll give her that: big, soft, round, responsive tits. They kinda grew up with the first baby and never left her. They were her best features.Anyway, I was talking about drinking. Dr. Jekyll and Ms. Hyde time. One minute she was this sweet innocent lumpy little. By the cock, she pulled me over to her side of the car. I lowered myself into the passenger seat and she mounted me. She was frantic. She managed to squeeze the head of my dick into her pussy. It was dripping wet, but so tight that it gave us some difficulty. Panting, she said, "Okay, give it to me. Give it to me!" I don't know what came over me then. In the face of her furious hunger I became calm. A serene patience settled into my bones. I slid my hands up under the back of her shirt, stroked.