Well, you know what they say about tall guys. I started pumping it with my hand, circling my thumb around its head while I used my other hand to massa...e his balls. He threw his head back and moaned, his chest rising and falling heavily. Without warning he shoved me against the wall by his bed, and furiously started working his fingers between my legs. The shock of it made me squeal, and get even wetter. I pushed his hand past the waistline of my jeans and into my thong, feeling his long fingers. . I..." she gasped as his body pressed against her and his lips neared hers."We both know why you're here Jeanne. You need excitement in your life and you know I can give it to you." No, you're wrong," she pleaded but her voice was weak, without resolve."Kiss me Jeanne." No, you mustn't..." she started, but his arms held hers high against the wall and his lips touched hers lightly."Please, Eric, I can't do th..."But his tongue pressed her fevered lips and suddenly Jeanne Conn could contain her. Her panties were so wet at first I thought she'd pissed in her pants. (I really was rusty.)Two of my fingers found their way inside her panties. Eventually, I left her mouth and breasts to concentrate on her sopping wet cunt. She rotated her hips against my fingers, indicating the place, pace and pressure she needed. I increased the tempo and she began to come. With the lower portion of her body quivering uncontrollably, Helen came a second time. Hell, maybe that was still the first one, I was. It was fucking fantastic!’ Sweeping up he grabbed her, pulling her down on top of his body, and threading his hand through her hair, settled her face against his shoulder, ‘Fucking fantastic…….you sexy bundle of love.’ Froo lay there glowing with pride. Gary had preferred her giving him head in the last couple of years of their marriage, but he always told her she was crap. But Misha had told her she was fantastic, and along with the orgasms she had last night when they had made love, her.