“I’m a lot older than you. Do you think you could like me?” He smiled. “You saw my stiffy, right?” The game was on.I kissed him on the lips,...he returned it eagerly. We groped a little, the best we could treading water. “Let’s go in” I suggested. We wrapped towels around ourselves, discreet on the dock and on our way into the cabin. People on the pond watched sometimes. I ran around the cabin and pulled the blinds. The propane heater was on full blast and there were still hot coals in the wood. She went back to what she was doing not paying much attention to anything around her. She grabbed the rest of the ingredients and began cracking the eggs. She had slipped her apron on over her black boy shorts and white tank top before she had started, her hair falling in messy waves as she mixed everything together. She was just getting ready to make the first batch when Ian wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her against his body as he slowly kissed her neck. She smiled and let the. We lay still for a moment, but then I’m back in my element you might say. Don’t move I say as I’m getting back down to the end of the bed. My hands are unsatisfied and coarsely rubbing your smooth legs, both of them at once. My erection is gone yes, but my enthusiasm for your body is most certainly not. Your legs and thigh are begging for my special massage and I am not stopping for an instant. You shudder a little from this unexpected attention, but you seems to like it. I gather one. “Oh, God…again? Already?” she asked me as she moved her hands down to my butt and seemed to try and pull me deeper into her.I put my hands on the bed next to her and raised my upper body, “Yes, again. Your pussy is so good, Mrs. Jennings.” She gave another gasp as I pushed even deeper into her, as far as I could go, “I am going to fuck that neglected pussy so hard, Mrs. Jennings. I am going to wear your fat pussy out until you can’t walk straight and it’s sore. I won’t cum as fast this.