I broke off the kiss and hastily removed Elrik's tunic. My hands gently ran across his broad chest in their quest of his nipples. His strong hands wer... caressing and kneading my breasts. We both moaned as our fingers teased each other's nipples. My hands moved from his erect nipples and traced over his muscular body to his lower garment. I kneeled, pulling his pants off, and gasped at the sight of his large cock.Elrik passionately kissed me, tongues entwined in a sensual dance. My hand stroked. Seconds later,he came shooting spurt after spurt inside of me.Richard continued to hold me and caress me while hiscock softened and he finally pulled out. He gesturedfor me to put down my cleaning implements and he ledme by the hand to his bedroom. There he helped mestep out of my uniform, and I picked out a nightgownto wear - a beautiful black lace peignoir set. Islowly unbuttoned Richard's shirt, running my handsthrough the thick hair on his chest, kissing his neckand bending down to lick his. He never let the grip on my breasts get loose as he kept playing with them as if he would never have enough of them. Unexpectedly, his lips pressed once hard against me and I thought it wasn’t a bad kiss coming from a 55 plus old man. He at once jumped down between my thighs and buried his face on my cunt. His head began jerking frantically while his lips stroked my cunt making me squirm on the bed. His tongue came out and it’s tip began licking my cunt lips. He half heartedly removed his hands. On this plate we would cut the first piece of wedding cake and my husband and I would share it between each other. Such was the custom going as far back as Abraham Lincoln. While the debate over towels continued my father forced my mother to turn around and bent her over the counter. Brutal penetration to his doggie-style-lover was his purpose (having walked into a fight session that ended in exactly said way I knew better to stay upstairs, and put on some music); when over my music I heard the.