It had been months since I had last had sex and I was aching. But I managed, I don't know how the fuck I did it, to keep his dick out of me...until th... following weekend. We had just gotten back from a party that I was the designated driver for and the party was lame. I don't even know if Mitch had gotten drunk or not, but while we were lying in bed talking I felt really close to him. I think we kissed first, then he began to touch my breasts. We fondled each other and he began to get. Yeah, tell me how good it feels.” She was out of control. She started pounding him harder and he was feeling so much pleasure he thought for a minute he might pass out. She was manipulating and controlling his body, using him and he loved it. He was stroking himself but it was evident that all his pleasure was coming from his man pussy. She was slapping his ass now, hard, giving him sensations he’d never dreamt of before. He could feel the head of that dick deep inside him in a place that. I placed my arms under her arms and held her by he r shoulders with my hands. She was under my clutches and then stroked her hard. By giving strong thrusrts.her body and boobs were shaking in the rhythm of stroke and her legs were flying in air .she reached in ecstasy and and asking me to fuck her harder and make her to cum. She was extremely horny and was enjoying fucking with full heat. Finally we both ejaculated one by one and were fully exhausted. I got down only when my cock became loose. "I am a very contented man. Our kids are doing well in their careers. We have each other and now you're screwing me to death. What more could I want?" Am I too demanding on you, sexually, Jeff?" worried Brenda with surprising emotion. "Are you feeling weak, or tired?" Well, yeah! It's a damn good feeling, though," I admitted as I kissed Brenda's beautiful breasts. "It's great exercise and I'm getting more stamina every day, sweetheart. Don't let up. I'm not crying "Uncle" yet!" Okay, but don't.