You reach behind me and grabbing my ass, force me deeper and harder inside you."Finger me, finger me" I cry and you instantly respond with your index ...inger in my ass. "Oh fucking hell, yes, finger me!" I cry as you slide in and out of me as I continue to pound between your legs. "Bone me from behind" you say as I turn you around and bend you over the kitchen table. "...and this time in my ass". With your tits swinging above your kitchen table I drop to my knees and pull your ass wide. In a. Forty plus years of denial gone, Julie took my hand and placed it on the inside of her right thigh. I brushed upward and my fingers found her bare pussy, slick with juice, hot and musky, black as night. She had stripped off her panties before I got to her house. I guess she had some memories, too. I had three fingers in her clam, her sex scent in my nose, her tongue in my mouth, my other hand fumbling with her blouse and bra. “Come on, Clark, let me show you my bed.” Whatever thoughts I had of. Serenity was completely fine with the possible changes to our schedule. In fact she declared that the changes suggested that we just take the two weeks off while I was in Hartford. She would go home to visit her parents.Becka was a little less pleased, but her displeasure pleased me to no end. "Spider, we just started going out, and now you're going to be gone for two weeks, and then you say you might even have to leave a few days early." We're going out?" I asked stunned. "As in, officially. I got the distinct impression that she would normally prefer other positions, but that this was a rare event where she wanted to milk me for all she could in more ways than one. Chelsea wanted to make love to me this time around, to reiterate that she really was my girl in the same way that Nicky was my boy. They both belonged to me, which was perfectly fine in my book. There would be plenty of time for wild, rough, kinky sex. This was a moment for the tender side of loving.As I felt Chelsea.