Jeff and Barbara were not going forget the hard times very soon.Jeff was fifty-four, Barbara fifty-one. He had put on a few pounds, but not many. He l...oked very much like he had when he and Barbara got married, except that his hair was graying. He struggled to control his blood-sugar. He really didn't care about the gray, but kept fighting the battle of the waistline. He yook pills fot the sugar. She felt the signs of menopause approaching. She was not much heavier than her wedding day; perhaps. Her hands run across my swollen cock in my pants. "Oh, is someone excited". She pulls down my jeans, the outline of my hard cock seen in my boxer briefs. She teases me running circles around the tip before she pulls at my waistband. She pulls down, my cock springs out from the side and brushes against her cheek before she pulls away. She looks up at me again, her mouth open, her tongue hits the tip as her hand wraps around the base to stabilize it. Her lips wrap around my cock as she slides her. He wondered if that meant he was some kind of perv. Maybe it wasn't a pervy thing to go round starkers, but a lot of nudists were supposed to be real cranky. And Paul wasn't sure he wanted to go because he wanted to enjoy the open air au naturel or because he just wanted to gawp at naked women, but he was committed now. He couldn't very well go back without doing what he'd come to do. Even though he'd later have to invent some excuse that he'd been wandering round the markets to justify his. "Ungghh! Ohnnngg god! Unaahnnggiiieeeee! Oh... oh Laura! Oh! Auunggnnggiieeee! Oh Jesus! Anngghaaaiieee!"From huge, shattering waves of bliss it soon subsided into more rolling shocks, then into involuntary trembling as she slowly returned to calm, her breath slowly coming back to normal. Her cheeks were slick with tears, which she didn't realize until her orgasms passed. Then she noticed because Laura was kissing the tears away."Oh god..." she gasped, hugging and kissing Laura. "I never knew.