"If you'd rather not--" Oh darling, I do want to! It's just--" desperately, Regina winked and grimaced, made a motion toward the closet. "--just that ... think someone else is in the house right now. We don't want to spoil anything."Stella winked back and stood up, wobbling a little. "Oh, I get it. Okay, dear; I'll hold you to your promise tonight. Your place or mine?" Over here," Regina answered quickly. "I'll have something to eat, some rum punch--"Drifting near, Stella put her hands upon. Then once I was in, began to gently thrust back and forth, watching her face as I did, and she groaned over and over in pleasure enjoying the feeling of an old hard cock inside of her.For the next few minutes I just steadily fucked, her on her back, as she moaned and gently groaned through it, before I began to pick up the pace, and my cock began to thrust firmer and quicker."Oh yes, that's it! That's it!" she groaned looking up at me eagerly "Fuck me like that! Fuck me harder! That's what I. There is snow mixed in with the rain, and the wind is blowing 50 mph.Minutes later, he returns to the garage. He comes back into the house and turns the TV to the weather channel. He finds it’s going to be bad weather all day long, so he puts his boat back in the garage, quietly undresses and slips back into bed. There he cuddles up to his wife’s back, now with a different anticipation, and whispers, “The weather out there is terrible.”To which she sleepily replies, “Can you believe my stupid. David nodded and watched as his mother unbuttoned her skirt and let it fall to the floor and then undo her white blouse, shrugging it off her shoulders then slipping out of her ample filled bra, before sliding her panties down, revealing a clean shaven pussy that seemed to glisten in the sunlight shining through the window. He felt even more scared now, sure he had seen pussy in magazines, but this was his first real one so to speak and it was his mothers, the woman he loved most in all the.