She braced as he began slowly pulling out and pushing back inside her while using her hips to pull her back onto him. She moaned louder with each thru...t as he increased the speed and force thrusting back inside her.Ethan grabbed both of Isabella’s hips tightly and pulled her strongly back as he forced his hips forward, driving his cock as deeply inside her as he could at the same time his balls smacking her clit. He drove harder and faster until they were both in sync, her pushing back and. He was kind, intelligent, funny, and fun to be with. That’s why she had fallen in love with him in the first place. It hadn’t mattered at first that she was only thirty and that he was nearly fifty. The age difference wasn’t important to them at the beginning. That didn’t take center stage until later. For all his virtues Roger was a big disappointment in the bedroom. His penis was somewhat smaller than average and he seemed to have no idea what to do with what he had. A marathon love-making. “Oh baby,” I said. “You know what I’m about to do now?” She smiled and cooed. “Oh yeah baby.” “Remember when I asked you if you liked Peter North and his ‘special ability’? Well I’ve got a little surprise for you that you might really like. Or should I say, a really, really big surprise.” She was melting now. “Ohhh god baby are you gonna bust a nut all over my face? That’s so hot. I’ve fingered myself thinking about you stroking your cock and shooting your cum all over my face and lips.” “Oh. This 46 year-old was never happier.The song the record company was interested in was something I had written some time back called 'Your Eyes'. I had written it for acoustic guitar. The artist they wanted to record it was a young folk singer named Cheryl Conroy. She was a 23-year-old who had a regional hit on the east coast. She was popular in the New York metro area but had yet to really make it big. Of course I gave my approval. The song they were interested in went like this:Your Eyes.All.