"Greg, Sandy and I had a little chat this afternoon and we decided there is a small problem which needs to be resolved." Whatever it is I'm sure we ca... work it out. What is the problem?" Well, there is something with Sandy that needs to be fixed."I thought my worst fear was going to be realized. Sandy's cancer had returned and she would not have long to live. I lost her once and I don't think I could handle it again."Jean, what's wrong with Sandy?" It's something really simple and you can fix. She whirled around and let me gaze at her beautiful ass. It was spotless--no skin imperfections at all. She spread her cheeks, exposing her little brown eye and asked if I was up for some "serious butt-fucking" What the hell was I up against? She indicated for me to follow her into the bedroom where a king size bed awaited us. Pulling some toys and lube from her dresser drawer she laid on her back on the bed and widely spread her pussy for me to stare at. With a little wave of the hand. The second he caught sight of her honey juice in the moonlight, he became rock hard and took her hip in one hand, guiding his swollen head towards her wet slit.As soon as he could, he pushed inwards into the warm, wet velvet, and she let out a glorious, prolonged, moaning exhale, communicating her deep pleasure.drunk on desire, the a****l instinct took hold of them, she raised one knee onto the bed, and they both remained standing, the pace of his hips pushing up into her began to increase.. I inhaled her musky scent, felt the damp drool slick crotch on my nose.Then I kissed the head of her trapped clit. The cream wetting hercrotch as I sucked and nibbled before her hands caught the waist bandand pushed her pantys down.I pulled my face back just enough to let them slip past and wasrewarded by her stiff clit jumping up at me. I stopped thinking aboutit and sucked it into my mouth as she worked her pantys to her kneesbefore pulling one leg free.She was writhing on the bed panting and.