Unfortunately, with my wife in bed with me and our son in the other bed in the room, that wasn't an option. So, off I drifted with thoughts of that d...rty little slut running through my brain.My wife woke me up around 7 the next morning and asked if I wanted to go down to the barn with her and the kids to help feed the animals. I passed, saying I was still pretty tired and could use a bit more sleep. Annoyed, she left and closed the door. I was, in fact, pretty tired as in no time I had. She asked me to go slow. She kissed my forehead, nose, ears, cheeks and then lips once again. She took my one hand and pressed on her breast. She asked me to press it more. This was my first touch to a woman’s breast. Without guidance, I took hold of her other breast and started pressing both of them. I shy told her that I have never seen any women un-clothed. She laughed and said, “I will show you.” Parting from me, she asked me to sit on bed and dropped her sari and the petticoat. She was now. Some bore a close resemblance to fungi, like giant mushrooms that sprouted from the rock, while others were more plant-like in their appearance. There were even corals that had taken on an uncanny resemblance to trees, rising from the ground on stout trunks, branch-like formations creating a sort of table that cast shadows on the land beneath then. Unfortunately, the vibrant colors that they must have sported in life were long gone, time having made them as lifeless as the stone that surrounded. Full tilt and rampant, my own breathing ragged and short, I kept giving her my full length. The look in our eyes sharing silent words as my cock filled her once more. “Cum with me, fill me with spunk.” I needed no encouragement; my muscles were burning, yet the delicious pleasure and the single-minded need for release drove me on. She clasped at my body bearing her fingernails as she dug them into me. The seering combination of her tight cunt and the intense pleasure of my impending climax.