I had a date and only the approaching hour served as motivation to dress before she arrived. Even that didn’t take long, a quick change of tops and ...ootwear, a splash of perfume, and I was ready. Oh the perfume… how my hand paused as I reached across my dresser. One bottle calls me, but I pass by it. No, I avoid it. Not because I don’t like it, its my favorite, but it was intended for someone else, it may go to waste, but no matter. I can rarely bring myself to touch it, even when I dust and. One night after a fairly intense bout of lovemaking she asked me a question that I'd not heard from her in our entire marriage:"Will you always love me, no matter what?"I told her that of course I would."Promise? No matter what?" and again I assured her that I would.Annie, our married daughter, brought the grand kids over to visit and Lana didn't seem to enjoy having them around like she normally did and I made the comment to Annie that I hoped the kids wouldn't be too disappointed at granny. The panty and the penis on the front of it was skin color and matched well enough to give the impression created was that it was a natural part of her body. I kissed her passionately and looked into her eyes intently, but only for a moment since she was still driving. After kissing her, I leaned over and kissed the tip of her long, thick, white cock that was protruding from her jeans, standing tall and ready. I kissed is gently, slowly. I kissed it on the tip, down its shaft, and at its. I pulled back and rammed in hard."I'm cumming!" cried out Jenny. She arched up to take my dick in as completely as possible.Suddenly she became still except for her hard breathing as her body returned to the floor. I slowed my thrusts then pulled out. I moved back on top of Kelly and reentered her pussy."Oh, fuck," Kelly said as I gradually sped up. "It feels so good."With Jenny sated, I didn't have to be concerned with equal time. I thrust faster and faster with a growing urgent need to.