My ass began to pucker a little so I decided to try it out. I put a rubber glove on the wooden cock, for obvious reasons, lubed it with some lotion an... was ready to get fucked. My ass was a little low so I built a step, dropped my pants and started the cock into my hole. When I turned the motor on and the cock started pushing into me I was instantly back at one of the parties where Dillon or Larry were drilling my ass. I adjusted the speed faster and then slower just like they used to do. Now. My girlfriend use to say that I was still in my prime. Theirs words where something like : how come those big tits are still standing up like that, you never where a bras and your 45 , or girl I wish I could still where skirts Short like that your legs are just flawless . One even said to me every time I see you I need to change my underwear twice you make me so horny and wet and I’m not even that much into girl. Yeah I like those compliment. I knew I still had it but coming from them. Around 8 inches long, cut and throbbing, I wrapped my little hand around it and began to stroke it slowly. He moaned softly as I pumped my fist."Does that feel good Mike?" I whispered, knowing full well it did."Mmmmm yeah babe it sure does" he moaned."Good, cos this will feel even better" I smiled as I tucked my hair behind my ear, leant over and guided his cock into my mouth, my eyes never breaking from his. I eased it in slowly, letting my tongue run along its underside, as I moved my head. His gaze softened, lashes lowering. ‘I love you, Abby,’ he whispered nudging her entrance, pressing in slowly. She gasped and turned, closing her eyes, reveling in the feel of him, so hard, so thick, working his way inside her. He pulled away and used his fingers to work some of her internal wetness out around her opening. ‘You’re still so tight, baby. Tell me if it hurts.’ It did, but she was not saying a thing. She wouldn’t deny her husband his pleasure. Curving her back more, she relaxed her.