I left with a raging hard on.I got to my room and began to take my wife’s clothes off. I touched her in all those familiar places that I had got use... to since we married. I spent lots of time on her breasts and even longer at her pussy. My wife was a good-looking woman. She still turned me on after all these years. I stripped down, my aching hard on bouncing around as I stumbled around the room. Looking at my wife’s swollen pussy lips, I just had to her and get some relief. She was out cold but. Betty reached into them right away and was, I guess, disappointed that I wasn't already rock hard. Hey, this was coming at me kind of fast, you know?So without speaking, Betty undid her bra and then wriggled out of her little white panties leaving her completely nude! And she looked damn good nude too, i'll tell you! She pulled off my briefs and, I assume to speed things along, she got down and began to fondle my now rapidly hardening cock."Ooooo! You've got a nice one!" She complimented. You made a boy into a man last night. Such a wondrous transformation, better than any the alchemists of old could have wished for. Not lead into gold, but boy into man.’ ‘He did not wish it.’ ‘But he did. Some part of him – and I warrant you know which part I mean – did. Needed it, even. He should be thanking you, and asking for a second helping.’ ‘Sir, please!’ ‘What a way to lose one’s cherry,’ Michel chortled. ‘Mine was with a fine fat whore in a Port Royal brothel, paid for by my father.. ”, I whispered on her lips. She, I don’t know how, opened up my frock.I was only in my panty. Her eyes ran all over my body, specially on my nude boobs. “I was wrong”, she said, “Your boobs are not too big to make you odd looking. They are heavenly beautiful. Oh Ria..” She touched them only with one finger and I felt something overflowing my panty, dropped on my thigh. My nipples were begging brutal bites.But Sud was swallowing them like a baby. The dripping drops formed a body of stream. I.