We thought that would be the perfect place and the right opportunity to have some serious fun.So after we had finished our drinks, we headed down to t...e boardwalk, by walking through a strange spiral path, made of concrete and metal.Once we got down there, we decided to sit on a rock wall that ran parallel to the river. The wall was about one-and-a-half-feet tall and it was interrupted often by small openings, with stone stairs to access the side of the river, which consisted of a few feet of. I can imagine myself in their places. Next time, embellish a little. I don't care if it is all true. Just whisper your story in my ear." She kissed me seriously. "Isn't it fun to play in bed? I'm having fun."She always told me when she'd had enough by pushing on my chest. "I'm glad that Bettina got you all worked up. You ravaged me and I loved it."I held her tightly against me as she came down from her incredible high. I knew she wasn't asleep. "See, Frankie, you protect me from myself. If it. Carson, she thought back to the only other two men besides her husband who had fucked her. Both had fucked her in both her ass and her pussy.The first time she was with a man other than her husband was a little over 16 years ago. He was a plumber who had come to her house a couple years after they were married. Her husband had been away for over a month racing, and she was frustrated. So when the plumber kissed her and began removing her clothes, she did nothing to stop him. She was surprised. Things were slowing down a bit, when there was a knock at the door. I thought it wise to button up my shirt, to prevent unwanted speeches of explanation. Reaching the doorway, she pulled her tee shirt over her head, and took a quick look through the peephole. ‘It’s my roommate’ she sighed. ‘Probably back early from the movie.’ I glance at my watch, and to my udder astonishment am shocked with the fact that it is quarter past ten. (I guess I hadn’t realized that someone could have self-control.