My heart was beating faster and faster and I was panting and panting. He began to love my fanny with his mouth and tongue, sucking it over and over. I...never wanted to be sucked and fucked so much as with Gerald. He fucked me and fucked me. His marvelous, magical cock was up my canal as far as it would go, endlessly, stroking me to orgasm after orgasm. Gerald was such an unselfish lover, going so long, giving me the time I needed to satiate myself. Once I was satiated, he took his own and filled. ., oh yes....., nnnnn......, yes....., oh yes.....".I could feel my balls tingling. Not yet, not yet.Years ago, like most men, I was selfish; my aim was to drain my balls, but with age, one's priorities change. My life was now dedicated to giving my wife pleasure in every way possible. If she didn't orgasm..., I'd failed. She was close, oh so close. She needed that final push.Withdrawing fully, I slid down her body and clamped my mouth onto her clit. Using my right hand, I plunged two fingers. Her fair stomach……..She was just wow. She came and stood in front of me and asked me for water. I said yeah sure.Actually I was completely free at her home but that night I was soo nervous, that I was just sitting quietly. Aunty came and handed me the glass, I took a couple of sips and landed the glass on the tea table. She sat beside me and faced me, we started talking and continued for some good 45 minutes. Aunty used to keep her hand on my thighs and I used to get more nervous. I am never. "Actions that would be inappropriate elsewhere are quite fine here. Assume I really want sex, and I'm unlikely either to play cute games or say no. Now, with a friend, I'm not going to indulge in the kind of teasing that girls use to get guys to spend money. Frankly, I don't like doing that. I'd rather be up front about money, and then enjoyably play." Apropos of that.,." She slipped out of her gown. "Breast or thigh?"Art stroked her legs. "Oh, either is just fine, but I have to say that really.