"Cocksucker! Cocksucker!" Donald began to babble. His hips humped gently back and forth, feeding her long lengths of cock."Does that feel good? Does m... mouth feel goad on your cock?" she asked suddenly, lifting off his prick and rolling her lovely eyes up to his lust-clouded face. She held his prick tight in her hand, pointed it at an angle toward her face. His cock seemed to be nearly ten inches long now."Put it back in! Put it back in your mouth, you stupid slut!" he growled, trying to spear. I wrapped my arms around Lynette’s back and pulled her into me as we locked mouths and I felt her hands start to stroke the sides of my face. She felt warm beneath her blouse and for one moment I reflected that being here with Lynette was something I’d thought about many times but dared not even hope for. She pulled her face away but continued to rest her hands on the sides of my face while she looked at me. She smiled the softest, warmest smile I’d ever seen. “You don’t mind that I’m an older. He took a second to ready himself and then moved in for the rest. He managed to get 2 more inches into his mouth before pulling back to catch his breath. We both knew he was an amateur at this but I didn’t mind it was such a turn on being sucked off by him. He tried again managing about 4 inches down for a few sucks. I then pulled out and said “My turn”, with a big smile on my face.He sat back down on the padded chair of the machine, and I began to pull down his shorts. By now he had a full. I firmly massage my thighs, not daring to go too high or touch the soft, sensitive flesh at the very top. I raise my head and look at my reflection. It's me - but a new me. A reborn me. A much sexier me. And I feel so hot! I put more lotion on my hands and lower them to my stomach. It doesn't betray my child-bearing. No stretch marks, no sagging. I sweep my hands up and down but I want to take my hands between my legs so badly. I can see it in my eyes - desire, lust, want, need! My nipples are.