Now you may be wondering about Tom and Abbey; well Tom was forty four years old and slightly overweight for his six foot frame with a six inch penis; ...is wife of seventeen years; Abbey; stood five foot ten inches tall with a slim to medium waist her 36B tits still showed no signs of sag and her mousy coloured short cropped hair gave her almost a tomboyish appearance.As I said earlier Tom and Abbey had a forward looking approach to marriage that plus the fact Tom always considered himself a. Their kiss lasted minutes. Then he moved his mouth to her sensitive neckline. He kissed it, and ran his tongue up and down her smooth skin. She melted further into his chest as she began to moan out. As she pleaded for more, he happily gave. Down her neck to her breasts, moving her loose t-shirt ou tof the way a little so he could lick her hardening nipples. Oh god, she thought to herself. His touch felt like little sparks on her body. His tongue, like massage oil on her breasts. She had to. She was aroused and finding concentration difficult and suggested she needed simple silent no questions asked sex but also needed to feel safe and wanted to simply be in a hotel bedroom. She quizically suggested we stay in a country hotel/restaurant for two nights and I wanted her then.She wore only self support stockings when I returned that afternoon from a run in the lanes and fields and lay her on her back and I began to explore her wetness with my lips and tongue to her evident pleasure.. I got on the train and rushed my way to see her she was standing there with a very lonly look on her face"hey darling" i said to her in the most suductive way i could "hey my beutiful" she replyed she huged me and grinded up as she hugged me and grinded back down as she let go i knew what she wanted. we went to southbank and talk to a bit and it came to about 6pm it was a normal british winter night, cold but the lighted up skys made you feel warm insidei wispered in her ear "lets go to a more.