"Oh, Lisa, oh, you are so beautiful, this is so wonderful. Is it good for you? Are you glad we're doing this?" Mmm, it's what I've wanted for so long....I've dreamed of this and now we're doing it. It feels wonderful. You make me so happy, John." You make me happy, too, Lisa. So, happy. Oh, I can't believe we're doing this. It feels so good." Well, we are doing it and we're going to do it a lot. Every chance we get. I just want us to do this so bad. Oh, push it in hard, John, really deep inside. That was fantastic was all she could manage to gasp through the pleasure of the climax. MMMM was ok but I recon I can do better. He started to kiss her again and slowly massage her breasts. God he can’t keep going she thought not after what we have just done. And as she looked down she saw his cock was already stating to recover and was nearly ready for action again. He gently lifted her off him and made her kneel on the seat, with her pussy pointing backwards towards him. He then started. "Oh, no, Connor. You most definitely attended to my pleasure," she grinned.Laughing, he turned his face back toward the ceiling. She rolled next to him, hooking one leg over his, her wet pussy plastering against his thigh, and propped herself up on one elbow to look into his face. "Tell me, Connor, all the years since your wife died. You said you didn't date much. How did you handle the sexual frustration?"He looked at her questioningly."Did you masturbate?"She felt his body tense."No, no. It's. Ill be up at five to make sure youre both looking smooth and sexy. With that they headed upstairs whilst I stocked up the fridges in the kitchen and outdoor shed. Once all the beer was stowed away and chilling nicely I emptied a load of bits to nibble on in various bowls around the kitchen, lounge and dining room. The lads wouldnt be overly bothered about the food once they got stuck into the beer and entertainment on offer, but its always good to have a few bowls of food kicking around the.