I might be fifty plus years old but that didn’t mean the fire in the furnace had gone out. I spent the rest of the afternoon inside in the air co...ditioning and out of the ninety degree heat. July and August had always been hotter than hell in this part of the country. Finally at six thirty I walked out the door and across the back yard to Emma’s place. As I walked across the lawn I noticed a storm was brewing on the horizon. Hoping for some rain I stepped up into Emma’s screened in back. ’ She looked like a deer caught in the headlights as she followed him. ‘What?’ she asked, trying to act as if nothing had happened. ‘What?!’ Jacob almost screamed, ‘Lo, look at yourself. This isn’t the Lo I know. Please take it slow with him. I know, you’re young and in love or whatever. But you’ve still got raging hormones and I’ll be damned if he leaves here in two months and then nine months after that we’ve got a little Will or a little Logan on our hands.’ She stared at him. ‘We haven’t. I pushed her body down and slowly positioned my cock on her cunt from the back, she immediately spread her legs and her right hand went below her mound to guide me in.I reached out with my left hand and held her long hair like a bridle and pulled her back as I thrust forwards with my hips and in went my cock all the way and she moaned “aahhh”. Her cunt held my cock tight as I started to thrust holding her hair. As I rammed into her body her fleshy buttocks danced on every impact and the small. But I didn’t understand it the way Jeff did and at first I had little concept of leading and following. He cleared that up quickly. I was used to doing a box in waltz. So, when he led, I went back, side, close and expected to go forward next. I couldn’t. He was already moving forward, forcing me back before I could try to complete what I thought we were doing. It wasn’t just that he was stronger than me, which clearly he was, it was that he beat me to it. How could I go forward when his body.