Then Marcie really began to fuck me hard. I really enjoyed getting fucked it was Sandy and mine favorite thing to do. I yelled to Marcie “fuck me, f...ck me, I’m cumming again, I’m cumming” as she held me firmly in place and began a series of rapid fire thrusts into my pussy. Marcie let go of my hips and I began to ride the cock at my own pace. I rocked back and forth thrusting my hips back and forth over the will lubed cock. I was in ecstasy, all the time. For an older woman she really had the. Some baby oil was poured on and as I started rubbing it all over I clicked the button on my phone and started recording my cock get fatter and harder. Now Chloe loves the way I rub my cock for her, I don't just have a wank, I try to put on a show for her and mesmerise her eyes stuck on my cock. I slowly teased and wanked my cock until I could feel it throbbing in my hand, and I slowed it down and kept myself brinkering on the edge of dropping my gooey load on her side of the bench top until I. I felt like he was looking right into my soul. I spent the next few minutes or so telling him about me, my c***dren, my husband and our life as ranchers and running our business. He smiled and soon cut in and and moved around to my side of the table and said, "DeeAnna, I want to know about you. What do you like to do what is going on in here (and he touched my forehead), and what is going on here (and he put three fingers on my chest) in your heart." He was close enough that I could feel his. It wasn't rocket science. But this much I had figured out: When she was bound, I was in total control. She didn't even want a safe-word. She had had to explain what that was to me later. When she was free, we were equals. We both agreed we could live with that. Even better, I got to decide when she was bound and when she was free.She said she had things to take care of and got up. 'Life goes on, ' or something like that. I don't know how she did it, where she got her energy. I was exhausted.The.