Fucking, I thought as I cried out again, lust burning through my brain, translating into physical sensations. For a moment I felt violated, but only f...r a moment. It had been so long since I had felt anything as pure and uplifting as this. My instinct had been to seek them out and put a stop to what they were doing. That had been my first thought. As a feeling of arousal and love washed through me, I became aware of the desire to fall on my knees and thank them, perhaps begging them to. Hank was not overly hairy but had a light dusting of hair on his chest and stomach. He had a meaty circumcised knob that hung over a very impressive pair of balls.After taking another sip of his beer, Hank then said, “Why don’t you also get more comfortable?”Noticing the stunned look on James’ face, Hank quickly continued, “You are not obliged, but it would be nice to remove all the barriers between us.”There was a strange look on Hank’s face. It wasn’t salacious, but could best be described as. But with her, once she came she lost allinterest in more action. So that meant nothing for me. From that pointon, I kept it to foreplay, before gradually dropping it. Donna seemedfine with that. She did reciprocate once or twice for me. I felt she dida good job, as she was able to take me all the way into her mouth. But itdidn't seem pleasurable for her, so I never pushed it. I was content withmy weekly fuck, and wanking to meet my other needs.After our fifth anniversary, however, our sexual. It is far easier and enjoyable to do doggy with a bigger woman over a small woman. My wife is rather small and I have difficulty doing doggy. Helen was easy and it felt perfect. She was also the first woman I came in. I could bust a nut balls deep without the fear of pregnancy. Her long hair begged to be pulled and her ass clapped as I slammed her even harder. She screamed and cried. I am willing to bet it had been at least 10 years since her last good fuck. Maybe longer, who knows? I.