She asked me smilingly u waitin for me?? Now i din reply. She asked me waitin for me or my pussy??Suddenly i saw her n she was smiling. She continued ... am tired now v will do it in the nite il hv my food now.i asked her wat bout her son??? She said he had told me he has some camp from the coll for 5 days. I was very happy n den i went n kissed her n told u go n fresh urself il get food for u!!Den i bought food for her. She was havin it n den i went outside the house n came after an hour she was. I work out, take care of myself, got a George Clooney vibe I'm told, and I've always had a way with the ladies. And it's not like my wife, Mary, was enough for my sex drive. She always took that Catholic shit too seriously, more so the last several years. She hadn't given me a blow job in better than a decade and she sucked at it then. Now it was the missionary position maybe twice a month if I was lucky. "Sara?" I said. "Sara who?" Sara you fuck her a couple times a week at her place over on. His erection has grown past seven inches and spanning at least one and a half of her longish, graceful hands in thickness. Fingers explore, especially hers. His rigid cock fascinates most, but she finds all of him exciting."We can dirty my clothes," he offers."They're a warriors clothes, not a harem bastards." I know, but much more terrible things than earth have dirtied them." Never mind," she murmurs, caressing the thoughts from his mind.He lies on his clothes and she kneels beside him, her. . never gives them everything. eventually he's confident now, she will let him make her cum every night before she goes to sleep, and other stolen moments as the opportunities arise, but for now, he has a wife who needs some serious pussy punishment. though she's always a little hesitant, unsure of his full potential as he becomes more aggressive and creative with time. she always wonders the full scope of his sexual abilities and desires. never fully relaxed knowing she can handle anything he.