All week I had been reading "Penthouse Letters" stories, but I had not allowed myself to cum. My wife, Hayley, likes to either see a large load shoot,...or feel it within her, so I wanted to save up for my return. As I was driving home, I was trying to decide how I wanted the evening to progress. My wife hadn't indicated she was particularly amorous during our evening phone calls. Her comments basically included kid facts and home repair needs. A toilet had a slow leak, and the doorbell had. The muscles of her vagina got suddenly tighter, tighter to the point itwas nearly painful. She was rocking her hips, her motions longer and herstroking my shaft becoming faster and faster. I grunted that was nearlycoming. Lisa smiled and, rocked her hips faster as she breathlesslygrunted. "Cum for me darling. Do it now. Do it..."I exploded inside of her at the same moment as Lisa reached her ownorgasm. She cried out loudly in her ecstasy and fell forward atop of me.My arms went around her and I. When she began to yelp and screech a bit too loud I had to abandon her wrinkly finger fucked hole so I could move around to fit my cock in her mouth while I wrote the Preamble to the Constitution with my tongue on her clit. I feared her biting me, but she loved my cock too much already to let that happen. As I began to fuck her pussy with my tongue she picked up a similar rhythm with her mouth on me. She had cum so much and was so wet that fucking her might be futile so I decided to get mine. .Nothing like coming home at the end of the day after a long shift. Sitting back in the chair, jeans and work boots still on, and HER coming and crawling into my lap, while we sit and talk and and watch tv for a little while before she goes to bed. Her little nighty on, and her little bum in my lap. My arms holding her close to me as I cuddle her. She moves around a bit so she can get comfortable. The feel of her little legs and bum rubbing against my crotch area, makes me hard instantly. My.