It was only a matter of seconds before I gave a convulsive shudder. ‘God, you’re so hot in there, so hot…’ he said to me. I shut my eyes tight...and tried to do the same with the place that he was fondling. I raised my hips to relieve the intensity of the sensation, which was almost more than I could bear. ‘Please,’ I gasped, ‘Don’t keep doing that. Please, I can’t bear it. Make love to me…properly… I don’t want to…to…’ He stopped immediately. He squatted and he drew me down on him. My legs went. We were never really too terribly forced into traditionalgender roles around the home. We also didn't have any exposure to religionmany have in a small town. Of course part of the reason the gender roleswere never enforced strictly was that my parents weren't very good atguidance in general. My father was more for focusing of pot as a copingmechanism for the PTSD he ended up with after being drafted into Vietnam.My mother was always a bit self-absorbed and oblivious to the harm herunfiltered. Tony gasped as my fingers stroked its round, smooth end and it jumped upwards comically. I took it in my hand and squeezed it. It was firm, warm and smooth and quite unlike the cock I had imagined so often in Pete and my fantasies, though at that moment it was simply perfect! So different from my husband’s long, slim erection - the erection that for over twenty years had been all I had known.It was much shorter but much, much thicker. If I’m truly honest, it was really quite an ugly, stumpy,. This sent currents in my body and then she took my balls in her mouth while giving me a hand job.Then she licked my dick from bottom to the top and took it in her mouth, leaving me making sounds. She was switching between my dick and my balls.Now, I knew I couldn’t resist. I held her and threw her on the bed with her back facing me. I started kissing from her back going down and reached her ass. I spanked her hard which she liked and then I kissed ass cheeks and then pushed the thong pushed.