It has to be hormones. Something happens to a woman when she reaches a certain age. Something undeniably wicked takes over. It's like a switch gets fl...pped, and nothing short of round-the-clock, wild monkey sex satisfies the ache that resides where previously there was none.It's maddening, if you ask me. It's not as if I don't have other things to do. For whatever reason though, I just want you to fuck me. Not make love mind you, I said "fuck" and all the dirty things you think of when you say. It was her turn to moan. Without thinking, I began stripping her, starting with her shirt. I grabbed her breasts and squeezed. They fit perfectly into my hands. I quickly removed her bra and moved on to her shorts. I slipped them off and threw them to the side with her other clothes. I reached down to pull off her panties, but found nothing but skin."Oh shit! You're so damn sexy!" I said into her ear as my fingers found her wet slit. I fucked her with two fingers until her back arched. I shoved. Years of service in the Soviet Navy had taught him to hold his tongue."Large vessel inshore," the lookout standing on the wing of the upper bridge reported. Gorshin swung his binoculars in the direction he was pointing."'Canareas'," he said, "Falangist cruiser out of El Ferol." Remarkable!" said Rykhov, in wonder. "Tell me, why don't our ships have Diesels? It seems a good idea." At first glance, Diesels do have certain advantages. The obvious one is range and the German 'Panzerschiffer' have a. At least that wasn't torn."Nice panties. I bet you don't wear those for your husband." I shook my head, No. He undressed himself quickly as I laid there quaking.As he pulled off my panties I said, "I need to get a condom." No fucking way. I gonna leave a gift for your husband. Several gifts," and he pushed open my legs, stared at my nakedness for a moment and put his cock at my opening.I didn't know if I was even ready, but amazingly I was wet enough for him to drive himself into me. I'd never.