Eddie must be plunging in and out of May now, and I wished he would slow down, not to risk waking her or Lisa. But of course I couldn't say anything f...r just that reason.But the mounting pressure in my balls was too distracting. Long slow strokes, all the way in, then almost all the way out, soon displaced all anxiety, overwhelming me with sensation - her pussy sucking on my cock with each outward stroke, squeezing me each time as I press in.In my cupped hands Lisa's buttocks are flexing as she. I looked at Ruth again and deliberately began to undress her with my eyes, something I dared never let Ruth see in the past. I wanted to see what her reaction might be and to relish the opportunity to remember so clearly what she'd looked like in those days.Ruth had never been classically beautiful, nor I handsome in that same way. We were truly well suited to one another I could see now, with more than twenty years of additional experience to gauge such things. But while Ruth was a bit plain. Her sweat glistened on her arms, face, legs and chest. Some of it had left tiny, clean streams behind as it found it's way off her tan skin. Her sweat had created a growing wet spot nearly halfway down her tight khaki shorts. This turned me on instantly. I imagined how she must smell... That fertile milf pussy marinating in her sweat soaked panties all day. I could smell her pussy from where I was standing, I could almost taste her pussy. I became familiar with her scent/taste years earlier. Her chin on his head, she continued her teasing, “lets see now…I’m kind of working blind here but this bit feels all hot and a bit sticky. There is a ridge all round the bottom. There’s a sort of dip at the back and when I touch that…hey, keep it still will you…that must have been a sensitive bit ‘cos he jumped all over. Feels kind of like it could be the tip of your cock in my hand” her merciless teasing reflected in his frantic nuzzling.He apologized as he made to remove the rest of the towel.