. a polite invitation to come forward I guess…then the forward motion would finally happen... slowly my tip would move towards your lips and begin t... forge a path inside your pussy... torn between my primal desire of just forcefully ramming myself as fast and as deep as I can and taking my sweet time… somehow I also wanted this to last forever... the sensation of my cock parting your pussy walls during hat first insertion was simply incredible... and will remain one of the special experiences. The doorbell! Sod it I'll ignore it .There it goes again. Then I remember hubby has something on order, if I miss it ,I'll be the one who has to drive into town to fetch it.I fling my friend down in frustration, pull up my leggings and head down stairs."Sorry I was up...you're not the postie?"Three men are stood in my porch."Good morning Tina is it?" this from a man I would think similar age to me. The other two look older late 50's one of them might be even 60s. "Natalie (the air kisser from. We walk to her apartment and get inside. I just grab her ass, lift her and pin her on the door and start kissing. Damn, she was so hot, she had those lovely juicy lips, and I didn’t wanna stop. We made out on the bed, in the kitchen. Slowly removing my shirt, her top.I was now kissing her bra and just doing it on the neck, a little bit on the ear. She was getting really aroused by this. I now laid her down on the bed and removed her trousers. I got on top of her and started making out. I made. The journey took as long as the drive from Reading, which is nearly three times a greater distance.I was lingering over a cup of coffee in the refectory — that's Academia's name for the canteen – killing time until the bus to Bulford Camp left from outside the college. I was actually thinking of Lorna Gordon, and wondering if she and her 'dapper Sapper' Felix were still shagging each other's brains out twice a week, when I heard a female voice behind me say."Des! You never did get back in touch.