Troy Sloane seemingly believed that his quest for eternal youth could beanswered by regular sexual trysts with women half his age while his wife, Brit...ey,believed in cosmetic surgery. Accordingly, she turned a blind eye to the gigglingbouncing girls who scampered upstairs to frolic with her husband and Troy ignoredthe mounting bills for a tummy tuck there, an eyebrow lift here, and a multitudeof other surgical adjustments. It would , Consuella silently acknowledged, bea relief to live a calm. " What the hell was I going to say to her? At my age teenage hormones just sorta kick in and we guys get excited. We didn't even have to see a woman nursing; just the sight of an exposed breast was enough."Well my guess is you like it. More to the point you liked tonight even more. Did you like it when Mommy exposed all of her body for you to see? Did you like it when you saw me cupping and squeezing my breast forcing the milk from my nipple? Did it excite you; make you all hard and hot?" Yeah,. .. I gathered my senses together enough to ask, “Responsibility? For?” Letting the head slowly 'pop' in, she said, “Mmmmmmmmm yes, that feels soooooo GOOD, Micheal.” Overcome by her tightening pussy muscles around my slowly plunging manmeat, I lose myself in the moment... getting lost in those heart-melting brown eyes. They had flashed so seductively, with the most lustrous desire, when it came up in a lunch-time chat, two days previously, that I had competed in ten Iron Mans, eighth place my. She then removes her bikini top and tosses it on the chaise lounge. She picks up her sunglasses and hat and puts them back on. Here she is stood in the middle of the Caribbean Ocean wearing only an ankle bracelet, a pearl string necklace, hat, and a pair of sunglasses. She steps over to me. ‘It is too hot today for this restrictive clothing, why don’t you join me.’ She then pulled off my shirt, I drop my trousers and she glances lovingly at my cock in approval. We step over to the railing once.