Upon arrival back to the room I told my wife what I had seen just moments before just to make sure she knew what was coming and to lessen the possible...shock factor that she may encounter. Our plan was to walk straight down to the nude beach and where the sign says "no clothing allowed beyond this point" and drop our laundry and get it overwith. With that in mind I was wondering if we'd has the intestinal fortitude to follow through. Amazingly without hesitation we both followed through, I took. ”As she pulled out her cell phone my hand stopped her as I said “You do not know how much that I have been lusting for you. My dream has been to spend time with you, getting to know you .. Not as Donnie’s mother but in a imitate way and exploring your stunning body. And now reality is far better than my wildest dreams. I just hope that I live up to your standards. Because they are important to me. You are important to me”. Then she said “I am glad you feel that way” as she put her phone back. She takes my cock in her hand and begins to work it. My body jolts from her touch. At first, I think she feels cold, but it's different, like low voltage electricity tickling the skin. This sensation makes my cock super sensitive, and in minutes, I'm as hard as I've ever been. Climbing above me on the table, she slowly impales herself down upon my rigid member. Her pussy is neither hot nor cold, but it is tight and wet, and the electric tickling sensation is more pronounced. From her. ”Old man Garrard was in his eighties, and owned the adultshop just a couple of blocks from the school. He alsowasn’t remotely a stickler to the whole age issue. Sonerds like us had been there on many occasions to buyadult magazines and, on occasion, go into those boothsand watch porn flicks.Being 1985, this was the only way to watch porn, unlessyou counted the scrambled channel shit… which, ofcourse, we had watched many times on weekends strainingour eyes trying to see a tit.