Jean had noticed and got up from her position and pushed me onto my back, hungrily she took my cock in her mouth, I'd never even dreamed I could feel ...his good, I looked down and saw this beautiful woman sucking on my cock, wow.Again she sensed when I was near to coming and stopped, 'Now it's your turn, I want you to lick my clit like you did with your finger.' She laid down and I got between her legs, I felt the sensuous sensation of her stockings on my hands and arms as I went for her pussy. . As sex went, it had only been OK. It was sort of like they were just going through the motions that night, like each of their minds were off some place else.He smiled, but it was a slightly sad smile, as he recalled their wedding night. Even after almost 20 years it was still the highlight of their sexual history.They had driven his pickup truck six hours to the beachfront condo in Panama City, where they were going to spend a week on their honeymoon.The trip had been a gift from Johnny's. Her pussy was tight & I could see her face start to show some pain, so I stopped. Its alright, she said, Im not used to something that size. I managed to push my cock in a little further & then got into a slow rhythm, getting my cock further into her with each stroke until I was completely inside. I increased the speed slightly but still giving her long strokes, which she seemed to be enjoying, her breathing being the only give-away. I put her quietness down to age & inexperience, this being. ) A rubber bag would be filled, a small hose with a plastic end having holes. I asked Carla to let me help. She held the bag, hot water entering from the shower head. I was down on my knees in front of her, holding the hose ready to put the end inside her pussy. My other hand just above her pussy, using my fingers to help spread her pussy lips. Of course, her clit was being rubber in the process. The plastic tip went inside, I was moving it in and out and around. Carla was loving it. I was.