Whoever said size doesn't matter, had to have been a male. All at once this cock hit bottom and hurt. It must have hit my cervix because it would hurt...each time he pushed all the way inside me. I moaned oh God not so deep it hurts. So Tim didn't slow down his strokes he just stopped pushing so deep inside me.After a very short time a great big orgasm went right through my body. I moaned out oh God no, I'm going to cum with you. I can't cum with you, please stop I'm married. Tim kept driving. Then the monster musical tidal wave began, quietly with a touch of mystery. As the wave grew in intensity she wrapped her arms around one of his. Tears began to flow. She tried to hide from the music. She was sobbing. When it ended she was drained. She could not stand and join in the ovation. She looked up at him and saw tears in his eyes. She stood with him and looked around. She had not been the only casualty of the tidal wave. She joined the ovation for the orchestra. Several people around. So, one day I had to do some washing and went into the basement to usethe washer & dryer. I loaded my stuff and turned the machine on. Iplayed on my handheld until the cycle ended. Then I started to look forthe plastic container to move the wet clothes to the dryer. I saw it ona table. But it was full of Lady Bee's clothes. I went over and sawsome silky stuff, red, gold and all colors. I saw a bra and panties andother items. The sensuous feeling was incredible as i stroked thatmaterial. As I. I invite her for a walk to a quiet part of the park so we can talk openly in privateI invite her to come and see the secluded water-park, which has only one entrance to itI inform her we can feel secure as no-one can hear us now, half high bushes for coverWe look like a granddad and a granddod, at a walk for a lecture about wet-lands natureWe look around us, no-one else is inside this safe sexy wetlands for our lecture of loveWe both kneel down to see from close a rare flower, I see her slip.