I just figured he was like me. Sex would happen, when it was convenient and not as a priority. Boy, did I ever have it wrong… Now I am sure you are ...hinking, ‘Jon must not be a good lover, or, I bet she never had an orgasm.’ And you would be wrong. Jon was the ultimate in patience and technique and I would reach an orgasm several times during our lovemaking. They were always pleasurable, and they took some effort on Jon’s part to give me, but he would do whatever it took to get me to climax,. " After my divorce, I wanted to run to you, but pride and family kept me away. Now that we are together, I saw that my staying away was a mistake. I want you so much. Take me to bed!" Vikki lustily moaned.While we sat on the love seat, Vikki moaned softly with each kiss. With each groan, my heart soared with my love for her. My pussy tingled, and wetness seeped from me and dampened my panties. I thought I had died and gone to sexual nirvana, when Vikki said, "Take me to bed." Vikki was mine.. I pressed my lips to her neck, leaving lingering kisses as I ground against her. Her legs tightened around me like a boa constrictor. I felt her convulse, and a gasp floated softly from her lips. A moment later, with that final step, she tiptoed over the edge. I pulled back ever so slightly and as I did she groaned again. The sound of her was the hand on my back that nudged me and sent me teetering over. I throbbed inside her, each spasm delivering another spurt into her. She had her face. Looking into her eyes I slowly thrust my hips forward entering her tight wet pussy. Meg fell forward and we kissed again, our tongues wrestling together, as we held each other tightly. We lay there for a minute or so, her impaled on my thick, hard shaft. Eventually Megan began to move her hips and we began to fuck. Slowly at first, then faster and harder. My hands on her ass pulling her closer, she ground her pussy onto my cock. It wasn’t long before Megan began to pant and feeling her pussy.