And slowly moved to her boobs and abdomen. Starting to caress her pussy with my fingers I started sucking her inner thighs and her ass. I came back to...her inner thighs and sucked it hard. She moaned for more.By this time, she was wet and her eyes were telling me to enter her. I put on the condom and fucked her in missionary. This time it was taking time for me. I turned her and fucked her in doggy. Her movement of ass to my rhythm of fucking was in sync. It took long for me to climax and we. I had a lovely husband, but he was often tired from working too hard. He was everything one could wish for, caring and considerate, and he made me feel safe and adored. We still had sex, but only at weekends or on vacation, and although he always made sure that I had a climax, it was just a warm and fuzzy feeling, unlike the earth shattering orgasms of our youth. Oh, I loved his cock, so familiar and beautiful, but his erections were not as hard and long lasting as they had once been, and when. Did you know that two or three glasses of wine a day reduce you chance of giving a shit!Not to be technical but according to chemistry Alcohol is a solution.I am not a alcoholic, alcoholics need a drink. I already have one.Sometimes when I reflect back on all of the wine I drink, I feel shame. Then I look into the glass and think of all the workers in the vineyards and all of their hopes and dreams.If I didn’t’ drink the wine they might lose their jobs and all of their hopes and dreams would be. I was about to tilt myhead down and gag when I felt his hands which stillgriped my head shake me and said, “Swallow it.”I cried but quickly closed my mouth trying not to thinkof what he had just done and swallowed. It felt hot andlike a thick gob but I managed to get it down mythroat.He shook my head again forcing my head up into a tiltedposition. “Open!”I nervously started to cry as my body shook. I openedmy mouth and kept my eyes shut tight anticipatinganother gob of.