Probably at least 15 years younger than her and 20 years younger than me. This is what I imagine happening.The nurse takes her to the examining room a...d tells her to strip down and put on the paper gown they give you. A few minutes the Dr.comes in and introduces himself and ask her how she is doing. She tells him fine she is just due for a checkup. He says he sees she is Mrs. Smith and wants to know if she is still married or widowed or divorced and tells him, still married. He tells her he is. "I can't tie a binding to him through his name. It would be so much easier if I had something else that associates with his passions, like his..." She gestured oddly. "You know," she said, hoping he knew.Joey shook his head. "No. His what?" His..." She gestured again, only this time lower, near her crotch. "You know, his stuff?" Joey just frowned at her, and she tried again. "You remember? Strongly associated with passion? Makes a mess?" You mean his ... his sperm?" Joey said, silently mouthing. He inserted more and more of his dick up my ass and made me moan louder and louder, making clear the joy I was getting from having his huge cock violate my tight white asshole. After thirty seconds of slowly inserting, he began thrusting and picking up the pace, groaning with each thrust, which was subsequently being matched by my moans, until he eventually started pounding my ass deeply at a slow tempo. I moaned louder than ever, overpowered by this man’s big black cock.“That’s right, moan,. The sexy little red-headed driver was sitting on the hood of her car, legs spread with her feet on the bumper, one strap of her top hanging off her shoulder. She was just sitting there smiling, the summer breeze blowing through her hair, and the sun sparkling off her deep green eyes. I almost forgot to put my truck in park when I shut it off. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She was sucking on one of her fingers while her other hand lay playfully in the lap of her cut-off jean shorts. She.