My mind raced at the thought of getting to undo her garters and peel her nylons off those shapely legs and soft thighs...we talked about mostly nothin..., my face close to hers smelling her alluring scent and that of her silver hair. We giggled some as we finished our coffee...she took both our cups and placed them on the counter...we sensed small talk was about over. She re-positioned herself in front of me between my open legs with her back toward me. She took my arms and wrapped around her. I began to rub my clit again, slowly. My insides were aching. I needed more pleasure. I need it now. My rubbing in both areas increased in speed, and the hot longing inside me increased with it. My whole pussy was wet and slippery. I pictured my man's cock shimmering with my juices and his precum. Finally, I slipped to fingers inside my pussy, luxuriating in the warm wetness. I wanted more in there, but it was the best I could do. To satisfy myself, I pictured that huge, gorgeous cock. We communicate via KIK (got busted a few years ago because the husband saw the phone bill, so no more text), and once a week or so, Amy comes over while one of her k**s is at a thing. She no more than walks in the door and is dragging me to the bedroom, pulling clothes off all the way. She only has an hour or so, so she like the maximize naked time. When we first met, Amy mostly just wanted me to fuck her. She liked it hard, rough, fast, slow, top, bottom, doggy, 69, and if we had time we did. The pain grew as the thickest part of his cock, the rim of 'O's head reached my hole. A whine escaped my lips and suddenly the head was inside me and the pain diminished. 'O' popped his head out and then back in making me grunt and groan. This time he pushed another inch of his magnificent cock into me. He knew exactly how to handle me. The pleasure was growing and the pain disappearing as my hole loosened up and accepted him, like it was made to. He entered me deeper and deeper, taking his.