She walked over to me, her hips and sagging breasts swaying with the extra padding, her nipples much darker and at least a half inch long with big puf...y areolas. She handed me the panties she had just taken off, a twin to what I saw in her suitcase, and said “take a whiff”. I did, my senses being overwhelmed by the scent of her sweaty pussy. As I inhaled I reached out and stroked her nipple, eliciting a moan from Jenny, but she then slapped my hand away and grabbed the panties back. She gave me. He was doing to her exactly what he wanted to do, for what reason, she had no idea. Her ex-husband had tried to convince her to try anal intercourse, but she had resisted the notion. It was, to her mind, sodomy a perverted act, and she would not consent. Now, however, the choice was taken from her, and after several moments, she had again relaxed and found the sensation not entirely unpleasant. After another minute or so, Peter slowly slid his gloved fingers from her anus. Once out, her. She was twenty two at the time, and he was almost twenty years older. He was not a particularly athletic looking man. He was a studious man. She had gone out with him reluctantly on a casual basis. She was not that excited when he proposed to her. She had decided to marry him for a number of dubious reasons. One was that she needed to change the direction of her social life from being on the back of a Harley, to the passenger seat of a BMW. She tired of being on the verge of eviction with a. Don't you knock" you say."Dear, if you want to play with your winkie either lock your door or do it in the shower" she tells you."Don't call it a winkie and I wasn't" you defend your self."Fine. If you want to play with your big fat cock either lock your door or do it in the shower. Is that better, dear?" she mockingly says."ewe, don't be gross mom" you tell her.You get in the shower and decide to finish jerking off to Kresheshie women, but now you start thinking of your mom too. "damn it, why.