"Don't stop."I heard the washcloth she had been lathering fall to the bottom of the tub with a wet plop. I reached around her and opened her lips so m... dick could slide between her lips. She moaned. With both arms around my wife, I held the end of my dick firmly against her pussy with my left hand and used my right to play with her clit."This is so nice," she said in a dreamy voice. "Don't think you're getting off easy, though. I'm going to want the real thing tonight." That should be. Oh, God ... Oh, God...", to an uncharacteristic string of expletives out of her mouth, later.I am quite certain that several of the things she shouted during climax are physically impossible...Just saying...When we finished greeting each other, in the bath tub - because it worked so well the evening before – we were well and truly greeted right into exhaustion. By the time we cleaned ourselves up enough to go to bed, Constance went straight from pulling up the covers to waking up in the. How I had pulled her through her depression. How in her mind I had become the man of the house. She also told me how I much I reminded her of my Dad and that he was here through me. Then she shocked me by telling me how she had always known that I was attracted to her. That she had always found it exciting but harmless. She also told me how she knew how I had preferred dating older women. "You like MILF's don't you babe," she asked. "You know that means mother's you'd like to fuck". "I've also. As soon as I got the car parked, Red moved over on top of me. We kissed impatiently as she slowly lowered my seat-back. Once we were flat, she began working on my pants. After unbuttoning my pants and lowering the zipper, she lifted a little. "Take them off," she pleaded as she grasped my growing member.I struggled to slide them down in the confines of my car, as Red impatiently stroked my enraged cock. I managed to get them past my knees before she couldn't wait any longer. Red barely.