.. Stand up and get on the bed... On all fours." Oh Please baby" she pleaded. "Not now... Not while you're in this state of mind." Why NOT now?" I ask...d, "I want SOMETHING that's just mine... And that one-thing is no longer your pussy, is it?"My wife looked defeated, so she got up on the bed and On all fours. "Get naked for me" I barked. "Clothes on are fine for a backseat fuck, but you're in a bed now, whore. I want you naked."As my wife struggled to get out of her clothes, I gazed down on her. He shifted his weight so he was entirely over her. He felt her legs wrap around his. She was so tight, much tighter than he could remember a woman getting, and her pussy gripped his cock as if it didn't want him to go.She gave him an encouraging smile. "So far so good. Now give it to me."He pulled back, and then slid in again, this time one smooth motion that sheathed him entirely within her. He repeated again and again. He'd done it the first time when he was 16, and it felt just as good now. Much as I enjoyed it, I knew it was problematic and didn't know quite what to do. So when I was having a private conversation with Joyce on the Friday - planning my impending fiftieth birthday party, I had decided to test the waters. As usual, she beat me to it, sensing something was on my mind. "Spill the beans, George. Something is bugging you." It's Laura," I said. "She is being - how can I put this? - affectionate. Very affectionate."Joyce smiled a little smile. "Ah!" she said. "Yes, I was. “Make love to me, make love to me, make love to me…” she cooed over and over, and with hands on her ass, I helped lift her sexy frame up and down. This went on for a while, serenaded by her whispering love call and soft moans. When we slowed down and stopped neither of us had come. Then she stood up, her legs straddling me, rested her knees against the back of the sofa and centered that pussy an inch from my nose. With hands on her sweet rump, I pulled her to me, and for the first time my mouth.