I tried to kick him and his cock flew out of my ass. He maneuvered his way back, laid on top of my and plowed my ass again, his hairy body grinding in...o mine. By this time, I thought maybe he was actually going to kill me. I was just on the verge of passing out when he loosened his grip on my throat and I was able to gasp and cough some air into my lungs. His python-like grip clamped down on my throat again and I started to fight against him again. He then said very calmly, “Relax and enjoy. Joan wasabout 35 when I first met her at work, a nice looking woman whosomehow excited me whenever I heard her high heels tapping theirway toward me down the hall. I like long dark hair, I like a maturewoman who is on the thin side and has a good figure and Iespecially like a woman who dresses in conservative but somehowsexy looking clothing the way Joan does. Our dating was fairlyconventional and when I married Joan just two years before myretirement at 55, we had had a fairly ordinary and. But, he was right, for whatever reason, I did want it. And, he was right that it mattered that this time and going forward it was because I wanted it. I felt my sphincter opening, stretching, and I knew this was it. I was going to tense up and it would end or I would have what I wanted. I sucked in a breath and he lifted himself off my back, as if he anticipated what the intake of breath signified. If he did, he was right. With that breath held in my lungs, I pushed back … hard. I felt the last. She began nursing on the lumpy black foreskin that covered his swelling cockhead. I sat back alongside Vince, who was jacking his own dick for all he was worth.Richie’s black cock was about twelve inches long and it was not fully hard yet. That huge thing was now swelling and growing in her hands and mouth. Then he pulled away from Ana and slid between her thighs. As he began rubbing his cockhead on her slippery pussy lips he looked deeply into her eyes. It was then I saw how lost she was, her.