She was taller than me, with curly blond hair, a warm smile and breasts that swayed in front me as she leaned over and took my hand. She led me up a w...nding steep staircase, affording my eyes the sight of her round buttocks, and into a room which was everything you would expect. There was an enormous bed, mirrors everywhere, and a shower. I stood, overawed by the whole experience. She smiled and asked what I liked. I couldn’t think what to say. Eventually I said the first thing that came into. "I suspected for a long time. I'm not stupid." my wife said.I know your sex drive. I know your hormones. I don't understand why the hell a guy your age is always horny and wanting to have sex, but I knew when you stopped asking, something wasn't right," she concluded.I just rolled off her, staring at her, and said nothing.She just smirked and said, "Don't worry. I'm not going to let the cat out of the bag. I'm not going to air our dirty laundry, or spread the word around that you like fucking. But now..."So, then....can you show me?" Show you what honey?" Marge asked, her voice full of apprehension."Can you show me how to have sex?" Lisa said, unsure of the answer thatwould be returned. Marge shuddered at the thought."Umm...honey, it really isn't something to teach someone you're age."Marge said, hoping the answer would satisfy her. It didn't."If you won't tell me, I'll tell everyone in town" Lisa threatened. Shedidn't really plan on it, but she knew her mom would fold. She had been. My cunt lips shamelessly dragged at his prick on the outstroke and joyfully welcomed his return as he lanced back into my steamy depths. A burning friction caught fire in my pussy as his full length strokes cycled in and out of me with increasing speed. He hammered me over and over until it all became one big cunt stuffing blur of events. I tried to tweak my nipples and reach back to rub my well stuffed pussy, but that proved impossible. Max's driving thrusts were so powerful that I nearlylost.