They were in there fifties ,had been married for nearly thirty years and things in the bedroom had slowed to a crawl , Bob struggled to get an erectio... whilst Helen was feeling the need for sex even more ,so they decided to try online . Not wanting a young hung stud that was in and out and gone , Helen was looking for a bit more conversation ,anticipation ,tease and humour , as my ex used to say ,the build up is as good as the main action sometimes .)Bob was due to go to a business meeting in. “Hey, Em! Where are my clothes?” “You won’t need them for breakfast. Just wear a towel,” she called back. So, wrapping myself once again in the towel, I ran a comb through my hair and sauntered out to the kitchen. Emily was cooking some bacon while she mixed batter for pancakes. Sure, I was horny from two near misses, but the food smelled great. I sat at the table and watched her make breakfast as I sipped a good cup of coffee. Soon, she was plating a short stack and some bacon for two. She. Heeey&hellip, easy!. Alison laughed to her sons roughness. Be soft honey. Take your time. Eric followed her advice and caressed her slowly with one hand while the other was slowly stroking his dick. Alison felt excited again. Yes, Eric, like that&hellip, Nice and slow&hellip, take your time. Alisons voice was so sensual now, Eric loved that. He was getting his mother wet again! She moved her face closer to her sons and Eric needed no instructions. He kissed her deep, his tongue swirling with. "Fuck!" panted Allie, "Toby, yes baby, just like that!" His tongue flicked her clit. She ground herself on his face, smothering his face in her juices. Allie's free hand reached up to twist her pierced nipple, eliciting a wild moan from her lips. Toby gripped her ass cheeks, roughly pulling them apart, his teeth nipping her clit. Allie lost it. Trembling, screaming "Fucking, yes, Toby!!!" crying out incoherently, "Ahhh-fuck! Yes! Shit, don't stop!" The obscene sounds of him ravaging her.