She laid out there all spread eagle, her pussy showing plenty of pink. My cock was so hard it was throbbing. "Well put on a condom and let's get to so...e fucking. I want to feel that big young cock deep inside me." She smiled. "Ummm, I don't have a condom." I muttered afraid that now I would not get in her pussy. "Dang! My husband, Charles, is okay with you fucking me bareback? Well get over here and put that wonderful cock of yours in me, I take you bareback, it's better for me." She said. But one memory is clear in my mind. As if it happened yesterday.After opening the house door. Fucking noises. Again. This time, out of the living room. And I had to get through there. To get to the staircase that led up to the first floor. So I got closer. Carefully. And there she was. My granny. Getting fucked doggy stile by a guy my age. On the sofa. In the middle of the living room. Both totally lost in the act. My eyes nearly popped out. And I admit it, my dick got hard really hard.Watching. ‘Misha…I’m sorry sugar….it’s just that I’m tired and scared….it’s all a bit overwhelming…..’ Turning around he pulled her into the water, clothes and all, ‘I know baby….its going to be all right…I promise.’ and kissing her, the water soaking them he started to remove her clothes, ‘I love you….’ ‘I love you too sugar.’ They made love on the bedroom carpet, realising that they had packed the towels in the stuff coming over in a couple of days, and not wanting to soak the bed and the only sheets. .." I remember it all distinctly, darling," Laura said, sipping at her sherry. "She reminded me of some sort of preying cat stalking her next meal... and I'll wager she had a ravenous appetite... sexually, that is." Hey... that's the second time you've come down heavy on her, baby," Kevin said, breaking into a grin. "Do I detect a twinge of jealousy in my loving little wife's voice?" Don't make fun of me, Kevin. Maybe... maybe I am a little jealous... or something. I don't know what it is, but.