I could smell the heat coming off him, almost taste it. In the mirror I could see the little beads of perspiration forming above his upper lip. It got...me hard.He reminded me of an athlete - one of those guys who could run the 100 metres in less time it takes you to sneeze. We sat back down with our refills, stealing glances at each other between sips. I noticed he was keeping one eye on the men's room. A guy came out and at that point we both knew the 'gents' would be unoccupied.When he got up. It was significant that in spite of his giant size, Mary seemed to be unaware of his presence as he came towards her. Hearing her tortured sobs was tearing him up inside. This woman, more than anyone else, had saved his life. He would do anything for her, including sacrificing his own life if necessary.John went to his knees in front of the chair and spread her bathrobe wider. Gently he stroked her skin. As he knew it would be, it was like chocolate-colored satin, vibrant and warm to his touch.. “Watch what I can do to you. Watch my fingers going in and out of your pussy. Feel your body start to coil with orgasm as I stroke your clit. Look how my cock pulses with desire to be inside your wet cunt.” Xander made her watch his fingers move in and out of her. They were drenched with her juices. She whimpered a little at the sight and at the sound she knew she was close to climaxing just like he said. And she wanted to. The heat was crawling up her body making her skin flush. Seeing. She kept riding me at full speed and I felt her pussy clamp down around my cock as she screamed out. I held her with both hands and rolled her over. She was now sitting on the sofa and I was standing, my dick deep inside her. I powerfully thrust my cock inside her as her body writhed with pleasure, her orgasm still in effect as my orgasm started."Fuck, mom, fuck mom FUCK" I yelled out as I climaxed, my cum shooting deep inside her convulsing pussy as wave after wave of pleasure surged through.