She looked up into his eyes, and he looked back into hersand was lost in them. There was a look like she enjoyed nothing more thanbobbing up and down ...n his cock, a smile on her lips as she did so.The sight of this sent him over the edge and he came in large torrentsand she pulled him close, taking it all. "Shit, that felt good!" I'm not even getting started yet, lover," she said as she threw him backon the bed and hovered her exposed pussy over his mouth. "And you haven'tstarted either."Larry. Would you come up as mummy needs some help’.Opening the bathroom door, his eyes bulged as did his cock. She was naked sitting on the toilet legs wide apart and fingering her arsehole. ‘Oh sweetheart, Mummy has severe constipation and it is getting very uncomfortable. My bowels need lots of thick spunk juice squirted in them. Come here and let me get you ready’.Taking down his trousers and pants she started to gently caress and lick his cock. ‘Oh yes my lovely boy, it’s getting nice and hard’. ”I promised I would. The cab I finally managed to get took me to the small mews in Paddington and dropped me outside the house, called Groom’s Cottage, where I had been due ten minutes earlier. I clattered up the slate steps in my heels and rang the doorbell. There was a slight delay and when the door opened, there she was.Christina was about ten years older than I, about fifty. She wore, as she habitually did, a grey dress, knee-length, black tights, flat black ballet pumps and a warm smile.. The first three days of our honeymoon we never left the hotel room; all of our meals came from room service and the "Do not disturb" sign kept the maids at bay. Beautiful, smart, and she loved sex - yes - Jan was the perfect wife for me and I considered myself the luckiest man alive.Life was a beautiful thing; Jan found a good job in the field that she was interested in - interior decorating - and I started my career as an electrical engineer. I put in long hours getting myself established, but.