“What is it?” I asked her. “On top!” she cried. “Let me get on top of you!” I pulled out of Karissa and got down on my back. Karissa cli...bed up and hovered over me. I stared in awe at her body. Then Karissa lowered herself down onto me until her pussy was wrapped around my cock. Karissa breathed loudly as she bounced up and down on my erect cock. I moaned as I watched Karissa's boobs bounce up and down as she rode me. As she fucked me, I angled my fingers and began to rub them directly. I’m his wife, Becky. Just ... just fuck me. Don’t make me say this.”I smiled.“Senator Millner, your wife hasn’t gone through menopause, right?”He let out a groan.“No, no, she’s still flowering,” I said. “I can smell her fertility bleeding through her clothing.” I breathed in, the faint musk of a woman’s pussy, mixing with my own hot cunt, filled my nose. A wonderful, spicy musk. “You knew if I met her, I’d fuck her. Breed her. And yet you brought your wife here.”“I ... I thought...” He groaned.. But instead I took a step backwards, and reached out to you, slowly unbuttoning your blouse and removing it, before my hands moved gently from your shoulders, down your arms and slowly downwards to your breasts, which I tenderly touched through the white lace that protected them. Bending down I began to kiss your neck, your head moving backwards as you sighed deeply, and I began to move downwards, kissing and licking your throat, your shoulders, my hands continually caressing your breasts. A. Now, at the time, I might have been a virgin, well not anymore by this point in the story, but I wasn't a complete loser. I had fingered a few girls in my time. I went to work on Laura as Dianne took my condom off, wiped down my cock, and began trying to resusitate it with her mouth. I was surprised to find myself with a finger up my ass as she sucked me, but I found the pleasure I felt from it disturbing. Little did I know that the prostate was more or less the equivalent to a woman's g spot..