My husband would fuck me in missionary and woman-on-top only. Never tried anything else. But this was great. For the first time, I was fucked on a tab...e. I was enjoying this half-naked fuck.The clapping sound of our skins echoed in the whole room. He kept kissing me at regular intervals, would pinch my nipples, and spank my fat ass. His hand was like a man who worked years on a farm, hard.Spanking left a mark on my ass cheeks, but I liked the printed marks on his hands. This was to give him. "Yes, perfect, my god!" I was heaving now. "Go a bit faster ya?" I needed to cum now. She was tiring, and she switched position, by getting on her knees and getting and better hold."Will I keep going?" she said with a heightened tone.Her eyes were so wide and I could see the excitement in her. I was staring at her pussy and little tits bouncing up and dpown as she pumped my cock more furiously than ever."Yes, please harder?" This was unbelievable, incredible, fantastic. She had no idea what. “Get out of here!” I was terrified. David hit the starter, slammed it into gear and took off across the rutted field. Melody and my naked bodies were on the floor one second and bouncing off the roof the next. We were trying to dress and getting thrown violently around as David sped across the field. The girls were crying. “He said he was going the call the cops.” cried Jeannie. “My father will kill me.” Waaaahh.Nothing was going to happen that night. We took the girls home.Next weekend was. "Oh, that was good. I knew you'd be able to help me out with my little problem, Lyle." She tipped her head forward, resting her cheek on my shoulder for a few moments. Then she climbed off my lap, her legs unsteady and trembling. She cupped a hand over each breast, perhaps to stop the milk that was still dribbling from her nipples, or perhaps to sooth them after my rough handling and energetic sucking. She looked absolutely ravishing standing there. She'd kicked her shoes off at some point, so.