Her big ass almost fell out the back. The top was stretched to the limit over her huge breast. It was sleeveless and she was not wearing a bra to keep...up her huge breast. They sagged just a tiny bit. She looked like a total slutty whore on her first night at the club. I was fascinated by the possibilities. Number signs where going through my mind and cock.I gulped again. "Mr. Kelly that is my wife. Veronica this is Mr. Kelly, the bar owner I was telling you about." her husband said. She smiled.. We both were enjoying it so much.Slowly I started inserting my dick into her wet pussy and started riding her. She wide spread her legs and placed over my shoulders. I placed my hands on boobs and pressed it so hard. We both were moaning so hard. She weaved her fingers into my hair and pulling closer.After few minutes she was over me and started riding, I had hands on her ass and caressed it so hard, sometimes I even slapped her ass hard as an expression of over pleasure.We both were extremely. She begins to moan so I slip my now fully erect, member into her cunt. I thrust rhythmically and as I do she brings her hand down to her clit and starts to massage it – it turns me on more. I ask her to rub my nipples – she complies with my wish though she appears lost in her own rapture. As I begin to climax an image of a pretty dark haired girl with moles on her arms, who works in my local bank, f***es itself into my imagination – I see myself being caned by her. I come and return to the real. Relax. Sit down. You hungry?"With some effort I put my hard rod away, pushing it down my leg and then sat beside her and accepted some cornbread and molasses, thoroughly confused."That's quite a trick," she said. "Never seen anybody that could do that." Practice," I said.She laughed. "How long can you stay?" Maybe a week, ten days if I'm being useful, killing Redcoats. We are retreating, and I've got a place to be next Monday, orders." These women," she said, "the ones you saw out there..