I guess I am a nice guy but have trouble finding the right girl. Clara on the other hand is a gorgeous female that doesn’t realize how beautiful she...actually is. She has an ass that I always admired and nice C cup breasts that would often be hidden by the shirts she wore. She has a beautiful face with a very caring look to her. She is very protective of her friends and always looked out for me when I needed her. One day after work on a Friday, Clara and I decided it was beer-o’clock. It had. .. was that worth this trouble and drama? I know that guys don’t care much for a lot of fuss and bother. Maximum efficiency. But I made it worth your time, right?” Melanie asked me, a pleading look on her face.“Sure, but clearly you lost patience as much as I did!” I teased her, making her blush a bit.“Touche, that I did!” Melanie agreed, “on the other hand, I wanted to save it for my most fertile moment. Yep, honey, you’ve just sired a COVID baby!”“Guess we’ll really have to get hitched now!”. Once she got it open, she began caressing and kissing him. First his lips and face, then his neck, then his nipples. Her hand sought his penis, which was already swollen, and began stroking it. Rod groaned softly. Wanda was driving him wild with her passionate caresses and kisses, but then she always did. She moved directly in front of him, between his legs. Rod knew exactly what Wanda was going to do and closed his eyes and sighed as her hands clasped his cock and began stroking it. Tremor. Slowly she moved her self down on his cock until he was all the way in. Then she went for a ride. I watched and jerked off and thought about my fixation with his cock. What did that mean anyway? I think I knew, but was unwilling to admit it. So I concentrated on watching my wife impale herself with his cock and bounce her ass up and down. Her moaning and the dirty talk between the two was even hotter than the last time they were together. I shot another load. This one smaller than the last but.