She liked me fuck her hard. After hearing this we straight away went for sex.And like for next 4days I fucked her hard and like hell. Then they left a...ain with hopes .After 9 months I got message the all is well. And they never contacted me again.After this incident I saw her once . She was having a baby and was happy I didn’t see her husband. She showed me and she gave me her number and told me to contact her . She told she want to feel me againI contacted her she told me tat her husband got. I might be getting soft in my old age, but you can only keep that kind of enmity up for so long before it kind of peters out through disinterest. Sitting beside me at the reception, in someone's backyard, was a girl about my age or a bit younger. She wasn't pretty. She had a face full of character, reminding me a lot of a young Katherine Hepburn. She was well-presented, fresh faced, and make up free.It was she who drew me into a conversation. I could have quite happily sat there without saying. The carpet was a sculpted salmon shag and each corner of the room held a statuette copy of Rodin's "The Kiss." On the light green wall above the couch was a large black light poster of a nude couple tightly engaged in a hardcore sweaty love knot, the woman was obviously orgasming, literally running juice around the embedded cock while passionately chewing on her lover's tongue. A large wet bar and 64" flat screen TV took up the opposite wall. On each of the three window sills psychedelic Lava. I leaned back a little and started moving up and down on his cock as he moved his head to suck my tits again. I felt every vein and ridge on his massive cock and I had no idea that fucking a big cock could feel that good. I had endured Ed’s little dick for several years, but now I was feeling the thick cock of a man who knew how to use it. In some ways I felt like such a slut for fucking my own father-in-law like that, but in others it felt so right. Ed had done everything short of telling me.