“That’s what I wanted” she said, “a hard cock fucking me it’s better than fingers or a vibrator”, this turned me on even more knowing she ...ad a vibe in the house I started to thrust into her holding her hips as she pushed against my cock, I couldn’t believe it we were in our 50s-60s and going at it like a couple of teenagers.I reached round and started to rub her clit her hands were on the steps supporting our weight and her big tits were swinging with every thrust I did, I rubbed her clit. I told you that you have to ask Daddy nicely to make you cum. Please. . . I begged, knowing that my pride was really hanging by a thread at this point. Please, what? he said. He smirked. I hated his damn smirk. Please, Daddy. Please, Daddy what? He said, losing his patience a little. Please make me cum, Daddy. Hmmm. I dont know if you really want it. . . He pulled his fingers out about half an inch, but it was enough to have me shout, No! You have to make Daddy really believe that you want it,. Ashe looked good in a swimsuit. She wore a two piece that held her body nicely. It held her the way he’d like to hold her. For some reason she had covered the top half of her swimsuit with a thin white tee shirt. Perhaps she wore it out of modesty, or perhaps as a result of a poor body image. This was something he never understood, these beautiful women afraid to reveal their voluptuousness, savor their curves, cowed by the skinny perfection of the girls on the covers of Cosmo and Elle. He wore. I cursed myself as I heard myself utter the words agreeing to her to become adulterous with Jim.True to his word, Jim let me know a few days later that he'd scored.I cringed at his words."You've got one hot lady there Jerry. I mean really hot. But I think I managed to cool her down a bit. But look, is it true what she told me about you giving her the okay for me and her?"Answering him was the hardest thing I'd ever done. I felt so downtrodden and emotionally drained after hanging up the.