Who’s Jack? That evening she thought a great deal about Jack, especially when changing the bottom sheet after a sublime performance with her rabbit... Next day Janis decided to test Jack’s interest in her, if any. She dressed in a pinstripe suit, choosing the trousers instead of the rather sexy skirt that showed off legs rather great for an old girl. The bra she found in a bottom drawer tended to do nothing for her chest and the shirt buttoned up to the throat. She pulled her hair back severely.. Amazed at the ease with which I slid inside, I thrust forward, burying my shaft to the hilt in her warm wetness, groaning as I did so. “Oh god! Yes! That feels sooo good!”, she groaned as my balls bumped against her soft round cheeks. I reached up under her blouse again with my right hand, slipping inside the soft cup of her bra. Her breast was warm and pliable as my fingers plucked at her stiffened nipple. My hips rocked to and fro, my cock sliding in and out, soaked in her juices. Grabbing a. The want to stop but -mmmm- the urge to go. Does this feel good to you? Is it tighter than your lover’s?’ I managed an angered grunt – I didn’t want this, but whatever she did has caused me to be unable to stop. With as much willpower I could muster, I raised my left hand to grab her hand and pin it against the cold glass. She gasped slightly to the force, but seemed unfazed as it was very little compared to ceasing our intercourse. Her pussy grew wet around my length, and I began to moan. She started working it, getting deeper and deeper until finally I felt what I had been waiting for, her hips pressing against my ass. I wrapped my legs around her, holding her deep inside, savoring the sensation of being penetrated for the first time.When I felt ready, I released my legs, and she started fucking me. It took a while for her to get the thrusting motion right, but once she did, I was in heaven. She’d pull back until the head was forcing my asshole outward, then slide it gently.