Damn, it was good. I felt thirty years younger and she obviously had a good time. Those titties were a delightful hand and mouthful.She even got me ha...d again for a long screw with a weak cum shot before we went back to the house.After she saw me return from church the next day, she texted me for one more go at her pussy. Would I say no to an offer like that? We fucked out on her deck in the sunshine.From then on we screwed whenever we had the chance. Probably averaged every other day. Then her. He walked up to the first level and started to explore thekitchen and then moved onto the living room, where he noticed a photoalbum. No sooner had he started to pick up the photo album than thedoorbell rang. A panic rushed through him. Who could that be at thedoor? Should he answer the door? That nagging voice that had been inthe back of his mind since putting on the costume kept telling him yes.Make it a challenge and see if you can fool the person at the door. Hestood there as the doorbell. At least it will mean that you won't be brining home anymore strays like the other night." Don't speak to soon mother, Jim and I have agreed that on occasions we may, err, how to I say it?" Swing?" I helpfully added. Then regretted the choice of words!"No, not swing, well, not really. I mean, err, well, there was this girl on the train, and Jim kinda of, well he did shag her in the toilets a couple of mornings ago. Well, we met her on the train yesterday afternoon and I realised that she had. As I did so, I glimpsed the bedside clock and realised that the time was much later than I had thought, it was almost dawn. Panic set in as it occurred to me that my wife could be home any time. As if I had my thought had willed it to happen, I heard the rumble of a car engine approaching the house and I knew that she was here already. I sat up and pulled Brody's head away from my cock. She could see the panic in my eyes and she smiled. Next, she did the last thing that I ever imagined she.