’ He selected an album and minutes later Prokofiev’s Romeo and Juliet filled the room, and I had visions of the Montagues and Capulets doing batt...e. The coffee was great, and I sat on his couch with my legs tucked up under me and leant back and closed my eyes. I could feel the cares of the world slowly receding to the background. I felt a finger gently brushing the hair from my face. ‘Mmmmm, that’s nice, you can keep doing that.’ ‘Just sit back and relax, you look bushed.’ I was vaguely aware. . I need to go"She cut me off by laying on top of me and kissing me deeply. She had a beautiful mouth and I gently kissed back. Maybe I could still get away, but she was bigger than me, and my body refused to move."Mmmm" She moaned into my mouth. "I have been SOOO frustrated for the last couple weeks. Frigging my clit just won't cure it. I have to get fucked NOW."I was still in a sitting position on the couch. She moved until she was straddling me, somehow taking off her skirt at the same time.. What bothers me is that it was by far the mostexciting experience of my life. I am a forty-year-old mother of two sons. I have beenmarried for nineteen years to a wonderful, caring and loving man.Before we had c***dren, Frank liked to take nude photos of me. We have a very large scrapbook of me in steamy poses from fullyclothed to butt naked. That book has been hidden in the basementfor years. I must admit that I have been able to maintain myfigure. I may not be quite as firm as I was, but I am. It won’t hurt as much if you don’t fight it.”“That’s easy for you to say.” He winced as Jess applied a little more pressure.“Maybe not. Just relax, you’ve seen it work for Jess.” He must have relaxed a bit because the plug started to slip inside him. Jess kept up a firm but gentle pressure and I watched as Tim’s asshole expanded to let the plug inside. His eyes widened as the widest part of the plug stretched him open, then moaned as the diameter shrank and he could close around it. Jess.