‘Fuck,’ he grated. ‘Hold on. I’m going to fuck you hard now.’ She moaned her acquiescence and felt as he began slamming into her. He was big...er from that position, the feeling almost bordering on pain, but he reached around, sifted through her curls, and put his finger to her slick nub. ‘That’s right, just push back against me,’ he rasped as he began slamming harder and harder into her. She could hear the slapping of their flesh and felt his balls slap against her. As the pleasure consumed her. I didn't think about it then, but it's like the ones I see on those sites all the time."She sighed, and her shoulders dropped. "I just wanted to see what I would look like. I wasn't going to show it to anybody. But it doesn't matter now. They're there, and they'll never go away. And if Mom or Dad or any of their friends ever see them, I'll be grounded until I'm thirty."She stood up, and started for the bathroom door, which was probably how she had gotten into my room in the first. ” “Missing you too,” she replied. “I’ve sent you an email about last night.” Alistair felt his cock stirring, “I look forward to reading it. Was it good?” “Mmmmmm.” “Abdul fucks you well then?” “Abdul fucks me very well.” Alistair was fully erect now. “I wish I was there with you,” he told her. “I bet you do.” Alistair smiled, “So what’s on for today then?” “Apart from sex?” Julie giggled. “Well it’s just after 1pm here so it we just about to go out for lunch. Then a walk into town.. No upper limit. I don’t know, I just find women above 35 damn attractive and give my best to give them a memorable sex.Now after my last story I got good feedback for it and women emailed me and after confirming her story I am narrating her experience in her words.Hello, I am a 54-year-old widow. My husband died when I was 36. I had a son. He grew old and I married him off. All was going well but he died in a car accident leaving his wife and two kids. I was a widow so I understood and her pain.