A glance in the rearview mirror showed her that Dr. Anton was trudging through the mud towards her. As always, Marigold was deeply impressed by his ph...sical fortitude. She didn't know many men in their fifties or, for that matter, in their twenties who could trek across Africa six months out of every year.Opening the door, the professor did a complicated maneuver that allowed him to shed most of his rain gear before sitting down and still remain mostly dry. Even as he did so, Marigold could see. Grabbing her shoulders, as his balls seemed to want to drag him back down, she felt his fingers enter her, feeling how wet her pussy was, and eliciting a moan from her. His thick cock finally pushes into her wet sex, and up to the hilt. Slowly, as he gripped her shoulders tight, the coach thrusted in and out of Jane. His release finally possible, the pressure was released as pre-cum began to pour from his pulsing cock. Jane moaned, feeling herself being filled more, the coach's balls pulsing. Let’s give it a whirl, anyway. If the inside doesn’t seem dry enough, I’ll pack the sand back in and wait a couple more days.”Morales dropped to his knees a few moments later and dug the sand out with his hands. “Well, Lobo, I already see one thing I did wrong. I should have made some provision for raising the oven well off the ground. Now, I’m going to have to be on my knees every time I put something in or take it out. Oh, well; live and learn, but if I ever build another one, I’m going to. ” “Me too Sam,” she replied. “Let me make you something to eat and then we can go down to the 24/7 sex shop down the road and lets get a strap on and some other stuff,” I told her. “Sure I would love to,” she replied. So we got up and I made her something to eat and then left to go to the shop to get some toys to play with. We got to the shop and brought a 9 inch strap on, a double ended dildo, 2 pairs of vibrating panties and a few eatable pairs as well and then headed home. When we got back.