“She’s going to glow.”“You are such a wicked husband, Sven,” I groaned as they exposed my legs. Then my rump. I found myself bending over an...ways, that heat burning in my pussy. My face pressed into Greta’s cleavage. I rubbed my face into her soft breasts as my naked ass pressed into Sven’s crotch.I felt his cock tenting his pants. I groaned, rubbing my rump from side to side across his bulge. He groaned, his hands gripped my hips. He humped against me, making me feel so hot. My pussy clenched.. . movies!” he added with a grin. “But that was so many years ago. And I could swear you look younger today than you did then.”“How old are you, Don?” Ali asked.“I’m... 82,” he replied reluctantly.“And I’m pushing 60 ... hard!” she responded with her sunshine smile. “I won’t talk about you, if you don’t talk about me. Fair?”“It’s fair,” he conceded. Then he continued, “Some of my Fighter Command chaps were over there with your fighter pilots. I heard stories from them about Ali McGrath. A guy. Then she extracted another book from under the counter, Female Orgasms, and showed it to Nancy, who looked at it, turned cherry red, gulped, and nodded. Ling added it to the stack. As we were walking toward the Union, I asked Nancy to stop a moment. "Hey, it might be uncomfortable to have your books in the Union where everyone can see them. Perhaps we should put them in my car." She said, "Yeah, I was thinking the same thing. And where can I read them? Are there reading rooms in the Union?" . He showed them to me one night as we fucked, asking me which one I liked the best. I looked at their black cocks and picked three who had nice sized cocks. I also masturbated that night after he went to sleep thinking about one of those huge cocks pounding me.It was several days later that he went out to find me that black cock I had been craving. He had called me and told me that he was going to meet a guy I had picked out. He was going to find that special dick for me, saying he had made.