I was just lying there and enjoying the ride. It had been over five years since I was able to fuck my wife. My recent sex life had been to suck cock, ...et sucked, and have guys fuck me. I had accepted the fact that I was no longer able to fuck anyone. Yet here I was fucking a woman and loving it. “Time for you to get on top and fuck me like a man,” she said. We made the change and I began fucking her, as if, I was twenty-five years younger. After a while I paused to catch my breath, and that is. “Ok.” was all I could manage. She got up and left. She must have been gone 15 minutes. When she got back, she was standing in her robe. I could see that she was barefoot and not wearing jeans anymore. Just her robe. The sun room was so bright and clear, the sun shining right on her. “Sorry, I couldn’t find my robe.” I laughed.She stood right in front of me, and then sort of held her breath, closed her eyes and slowly opened her robe. She kept her top on (true to her word), but no pants and no. I thought for a moment, and replied “I agree, totally, no need for life to be complex”. Then I took my cock in hand and fondled the head, then fondled my balls, laying back a bit, spreading my legs for her viewing pleasure, She responded by caressing her breasts, paying particular attention to the nipples, tweaking, pulling and rolling then over and over, eventually pulling one to her lips and sucking the nipple, I could see the hairs standing up as she was getting aroused, more and more. I. If I had been expecting it, I would have been in the corner behind the beds. As it was, I was sitting on one of them, when the man came up the open steps. It was dark as sin inside and outside the apartment. I had no doubt that it was Bobby, or one of his kin. Buddy would have known better than to try slipping in on me."Whatever you have in your fucking hand drop it and lay down on the floor." As I spoke he attempted to extend his hand holding something. The heavy number four pellets hit him in.