The kitchen was filled with the sound of my pelvis slapping against her soft arse and her soft muted moans. My breathing was ragged. My stroked became...more urgent and her moans deeper. I could feel her pussy muscles resisting my entry and I pushed harder It was glorious. My heart was pumping in rhythm with my strokes. My big hands gripped her slim waist providing me the balance to keep my piston satisfying her horny cunt. I could see her little titties jiggling under neat her. Each stroke into. I've met her husband a number times and he seems like a really nice guy. He's on the shy side, so whenever we meet (usually walking the dogs) she does most of the talking. Her husband has a good job in the finance industry which due to a recent promotion has him traveling out of the area a couple times a month. Denise is one of those women that actually gets better looking with age. We met probably 15 years ago and though attractive and vivacious, to me at least, as she's gotten older, she has. Her mouth was back on his cock sliding slowly up and down. She had no idea he was even awake now. He looked over and saw the clock flashing 5 AM. When she looked up and saw his eyes on the clock she moaned loud around his cock and threw her head down hard. His cock disappeared completely down her throat and his ass lifted off the bed. His eyes shot back to her. This wasn’t right. Her lips burned. They shot a fire through his cock and into the core of his stomach. A fire so intense it clouded. I had at this point never even wanted to jack a guy off but there is something totally magical about doing so, and watching that smooth slick head pop out of my hand I was getting hard, even harder than when I was eating his wife out, so I released my aching cock and matched strokes on me for strokes on him, he was starting to breath harder and sort of thrusting a bit, I figured this meant he was getting close. Well, I sort of sucked a dick, my first and really would have hated to miss the.