And when they had had her there he had stood behind her again, rolling her over, spreading the cheeks of her bottom and squirted some suntan lotion be...ween them. He forced his fingers into her, first one, then two. Forcing the lotion into her. Why would he want to do that? She couldn’t stop him as she pushed himself into her anus. Her body tried to keep it out. It hurt, even worse than her throat. But he just pushed harder until she couldn’t stop him. She felt herself tear as he forced his way. Angie told me she had to get home and feed the babies. "What about I buy something and bring it to your house?" She hesitated, looked at me, a 59 year old man, and probably thought I was harmless, and said "o.k."To be honest, I was just trying to help her, not hit on her. She gave me her address, and I told her I would be there in half an hour.When I arrived, the children were asleep and Angie was putting away the groceries. We sat down to eat lunch, talked and laughed. She said her. A thick hood of veiny foreskin covering it. I could not stop staring at it. My brain tingled and I felt light headed. I could feel my own cock swell with excitement. I wanted this so much. It seemed so natural, and my desires were so much stronger than my young, innocent nervousness. I touched his dick, never taking my eyes off it. He felt warm and soft, but still firm. He could tell that he loved me touching him, his breathing, his moans, and it was an incredible turn on. I enjoyed being able. Turning around and climbing on top of her man, she placed Roger’s dick at her core and descended. He grabbed her hips and she placed her hands on his chocolate thighs and they collided together. Rise and fall, she rode the wave of pleasure that filled her. Her juices were evident on his shaft and they glistened in the light. Her moans were louder, more urgent. She wanted to make him cum and cum hard. Flipping her over, Roger pushed her legs back and began his masterful, skilled approach. .