He had been anticipating this since he had last seen Misty and now that the moment was here, he couldn’t help feeling like a schoolboy with his firs... crush. He went to let her in and the sight of her put him at a loss for words. ‘Good morning, Robert. I hope I’m not late.’ She said smiling. ‘Right on time. Come in.’ He managed to say, his eyes glancing over her and he quickly caught himself staring at her breasts and looked away. God she was beautiful, he thought. He had always found her. He also was wearing white nylons, has a long-haired black wig, and the view of the bulge of his hard cock was very visible in the dress. As she stroked my cock and fingered her bald cunt through her panties, he would show off his body and he clearly got harder as he watched her work my cock. My uncut cockhead was very wet, and she used her index finger to collect some of the precum, then she told him to lick it off her finger. As he licked it I started ‘fucking’ his mouth with my finger as she. Now my wife is a keeper she new not to spoil things that I have spent so much time setting up.Things were getting real hot when he spun her around one more time and he slid his manhood in as far as it would go. He held it there for as long as she could stand it. He then started to buck his hips slowly and softly back and forth just ever so lightly and it seemed like his cock was barely moving but what he was doing was milking all of her juices, and spreading the jucies all over his cock.She. The feeling is so powerful. I can never get enough of this. This is where I want to be. Why do I have to leave? I tilt back, so I can feel as much of him pressed against me as I can. I feel his hands on my hips, guiding me as we move. I want to ride him, but he hold me back, torturing me as he moves in and out of me, slowly, deliberately. I feel his head run against the back of my vagina, anticipating the rush each time he nears my G-spot. ‘More,’ I plead. ‘Please, more.’ Self-control he.