Voice hoarse with desire, I said "Clothes. Take them off. Slowly." Although I'm not a super muscular man, I've got a good shape, and I wanted to see h...rs. Slowly she stood up. She pulled her button down shirt off just as slowly and I had my lips on her nipples immediately. I wasn't playing around with her because it had been so, so long since I had satisfied my desire. Then I stopped. "I'll do this part." And I peeled her jeans off, noting with gratitude that her ass was as bubbly as I thought. . .She keep on moaning romantically..Biting her lips…Meanwhile I am busy in eating her boobs… Really a awesome experience for both of us…After 2 mins I left out completely in her hole which is very hot inside, we laid naked on ourselfs for some time talking, she told me that they had sex only 3 times throughout their marriage, his concentration is on career, so he neglected their personal life and she thanked me for satisfying her 100℅ ,then I went down and bitted her buttocks… Then her. HARD! Every blow elicited a sound from her no matter how much she fought it. It stung and burned quickly and he kept going fast and hard. Again and again and AGAIN his hand came down on her stinging ass. All over it. Up and down, side to side. Sometimes hitting the same spot five or six times in a row. How could he keep this up? Shouldn't his hand be in pain by now? Oh God, please stop. Please, just for a few seconds so she could catch her breath. But no, the blows kept coming with no slowing. I had no idea how important her personal ties to Frederick were. Maybe she'd tag along as our child care and housekeeping maven. But, so far, I hadn't discussed it with her. Anyway, what would happen to her after that? After, perhaps, I got sent up the following year to Ottawa? Would we then just abandon her?Life gets tedious, don't it?We had late-afternoon coffee at the apartment with Emmy and Patsy. Both of them had knocked off work early to accompany Eddie and me on the visit to The House..