Sanders, I'm all out of cream and I was wondering if there was some way I could get more?" she asked."Holy crap, there should have been enough for two...weeks or more!" he thought. "That shouldn't be a problem, what happened dear did you spill it or something?" he asked."Well, uh, well, I used it," she answered."The whole jar?" he asked incredulously."Yeah, why is that bad?" she asked."No dear, no, it's not bad, not bad at all," he replied, shocked that this horny little minx used up the whole. We lay there for a while with me tightly in his arms. We exchanged some small talk, and I told him about Hannah’s proposal and the situation at work. In turn, he told about what he did for a living (Construction Supervisor), and his relationship with his ex-wife. If someone had walked in at that moment, they would think that they’d come across a typical couple, telling each other about their day. Slowly the talk got a little cruder, and I felt Tom’s manhood stirring. I reached down and stroked. The thing is though, no matter how sexy and dirty Karen is, to our friends and neighbours she is always miss prim and proper. None of them would believe some of the things she gets up to. Whenever she has one of her adventures it’s either miles out of the area with locals or if she’s really horny with a stranger at home when she knows most of our neighbours are at work. Workmen are always a favourite as their vans parked outside can be explained away easily enough. I toyed with the idea of. I don't want to stop."I pulled out to check and sure enough I was still just as hard as when I started. I didn't understand it. "Yes, yes, I don't believe it. I'm still as hard as ever. We've been going at this for nearly an hour and I'm still hard. You are the most incredible woman I could ever imagine being with. Mrs. C, I love you." Well there are two things I have to tell you. The first is that you are still hard so keep fucking me. That was our agreement. Yes that's it, nice and slow for a.