Lily had positioned herself on the carpet in such a way as to maximize the amount of moonlight on the pages. The moonlight floated in through the bedr...om window and illuminated strands of hair on the surface of her head. Her head was like a light bulb reflecting the moon's rays into golden clouds of light that hovered over her hair.I stood where I was. Even though I never made a noise, Lily's head turned towards me suddenly as if I had made a noise. It was like she could sense me. Her beautiful. I lower his boxers and grasp my hand around his dick. I start to stroke his length, he sighs and holds the hair at the nape of my neck. With my hand at the base of his cock, I lower my mouth down. My tongue running along his head and the back of his dick. I suck in my cheeks, breath through my nose and take him as far as I can into my mouth. His tip touches the back of my throat as my nose presses against pelvis. I swallow, my throat moving against his sensitive tip. “Oh shit,” is all I hear as. I am warming up nicely.Then I have him stop with the licking and I have him get on top of me. He holds his cock in his hand and pushes half of it's length inside of me. He works the cock head back and forth - half inside me and all most to the entrance. I know in this position - if he buries his cock deep, I will feel some pain. He fucks me like this until his arms tire.I stay on my back and he is on his side and rubs his hot cock all over my very wet pussy. Says to me - I want you to cum with. It is a horrible name. My parents told me it was a beautiful name because it was the name of my very Irish, paternal grandmother. My grandmother was a beautiful person, but the name is still horrible. My parents called me Maddy, but beginning in grade school I insisted on using my middle name: Andrea. My friends insist on calling me Annie. I am in my mid-forties now, I have two adolescent children and a loving husband of seventeen years, and I love my life. I was born and raised in the Midwest,.