"They are definitely two horny older people that are craving more. Now both Tammy and I are pleasuring our men, so you better tell them all the dirty ...etails." She had me ready to shoot in about sixteen seconds, so my body quaked, and I warned her that I needed to blow. I told her to get out of the way so I could let it in the trash basket, but she let my schlong out and shook her head no. Then she leaned up and brought the head of my dick to her melons. She said 'Cum on the tits that you lust. My husband always said that good sex is a equal measure of moans and laughter. Toss in some screams and it’s great sex. We also enjoyed being pretty wound up, meaning a dirty text during the day or a sexy note found in your lunch or pocket. It’s those little things that feeds the fire. We were also not against making it hurt, as in wrong time to do such. This story was one of those times that took on a life of its own. One which I’d never dreamed of. So hubby was up on his fishing trip with. By the way, have you been thinking about our discussion?” she asked, her eyes focused on my seven inches of hardened steel. “Yes, that and watching you doing your laps,” I replied as she pulled my knees apart.“What do you think about having sex out here, right now, Cody?” She asked as her fingers curled around the thick shaft and cradled my nut sac in the palm of her other hand.I gulped at her cool touch and replied, “I-I’m all for it, babe,” I answered, as I looked around somewhat nervously. I still knew what a refrigerator was, and what a toaster oven did, I just couldn’t remember the days before the RPG blew up two cars. Yes I counted the Toyota along with the Porsche. At least that’s how I remembered it. When I could remember anything.It seemed that all my after the coma memories were fine, it was just the Prague memories that were like Swiss cheese. During the first week I promised myself that I would make a decision about Tonya. I didn’t have to she made it for me.She decided.