I’m sure her friends would love it. Her long brown hair, mine graying from age. Damn, I could be her father. Looking around I noticed the waiters h...d a tub of iced beer next to the volleyball court. Strolling over I grabbed a Corona and gave the poor guy sitting there a tip. ‘Thanks Pops.’ Smiling I waved my beer and went back to staring at the waves. Pops, yea that’s me now. Forty-five years old, graying hair and goatee, still slim and in shape. But definitely Pops to these kids. Taking a. Wives in Africa arealways at danger from AA; alcoholism and affairs. Mywife already had a drinking problem but the free flowof alcohol did mean that I was able to fuck her often.One incident I remember, which I think you will enjoywas when we had been out for a meal and a few drinksone night, alone, and I had misjudged her input! By thetime I had driven home She was lolling back in theseat, breathing strenuously, the alcohol fumes wereenough to make you c***e. She obviously wasn’t going. I guess he was celebrating all night with his friends and didn't realize what time it was!...and....umm...maybe"Lenny looked over at Jeannie as he watched her moving around in front of the stove. She was wearing a tight pair of jeans. She had a nice full round ass. Not a once of flab on it, only meat. She exercised an hour each day to keep her figure and it showed. Lenny watched as she turned around to bring her plate to the table. The top she was wearing was tight and exposed her belly button.. You could feel it and said, “Start moving slowly.” It felt like a vise-grip on my cock so fucking tight. Your eyes rolled back into head. Then you groaned and pulled harder into you. You relaxed your grip on my ass and let go. We looked into each other’s eyes. I extended my arms lifting my upper body off of you. Your legs still over my shoulders, we both looked down at where our bodies meet. I could see your cunt lips swollen and open. Just below that I could see where my cock was buried in.