I love the first time I enter a lady, the feeling of a new pussy sucking my cock into her is such a big turn on! As my ball’s came to rest on her as... cheeks and I wrapped my arms around her shoulders she was sobbing, I asked her why? “Did I hurt you?” “NO!” she replyed, “It’s just that I have not had a cock in me for so long, I have only ever fucked my husband and hear I am on my 50th birthday taking your young hard cock, It’s been 15 years since I had my hubby fuck me and I hope I don’t. I was dying, and there was no light.He had forced my legs apart and was deep inside me now. Limp as a rag-doll I felt him thrash me in his manic desire to fuck. I couldn't breath, I couldn't see, and yet, I didn't want to live--my only desire suddenly was to die and escape this.Please, oh please, I begged in the cold darkness of my mind, let me die.And it began. Trembling and thrashing, as my body tried desperately to find air--to live. I struggled weakly, vainly to breath. his hands were like. Driving down the quiet street, blaring his radio, we didn’t talk much. Something was wrong, the conversations were forced and strained. We mutually decided without saying a single word that we didn’t want to go home yet so we drove around until we got to our favorite spot near the beach. We sat in that parked car for a few minutes but the silence made it seem so much longer. I was about to say something when he stopped me. ‘You’re so beautiful, but…’ His voice was but a whisper, I didn’t. He toyed with me….. touching his zipper… moving his hand over the bulge in his slacks… I could tell he was nice.. and I was licking my lips mentally. He smiled and said No not yet… I think he was enjoying the sweet torture He moved close to the bed and reached down touching my cheek… rubbing softly…then ran his hand back into my hair…. his fingers tangled in it as he pulled back, leaning down he took my lips and mouth in a passionate kiss. His other hand was now pulling at my dress… when his.