Ohhhhhhhhh Gooooood…’ I put a hand under her butt to hold her in place and I found a nice, easy rhythm. I’d wanted to make love to Mrs. G for so...long, and now I was doing it in her marital bed, so I decided I was going to take my time and enjoy it. I began to fuck into her with long hard strokes and Carmen raised her hips to meet my every thrust, while her nails once again raked my back. I had really found the key to this mature woman’s passionate side and what a hellcat she had become. The. She has a trim, petite figure and disproportionately large tits. Today she’s wearing a blue sweater, and far from conceal them, it seems to just draw more attention to them, the woollen top squeezing and pushing her boobs up, as it struggles to contain their luxuriant size. Dad’s spoken to me about them ‘on the sly’ (when my Mum’s not around!) many times in the last couple of months. He wonders whether or not they’re fake, so they’ve clearly made an impression on him too!As Janet and I chat, it. The fullness grew ever more urgent. Then, the point of no return, that delicious moment of surrender he felt every time he jerked off. She had no way of knowing he was about to come. He gave no warning, just a hard thrust of his pelvis against hers as he succumbed.“Uh, Ughh, Uuhhhh, Uggghhh…..”The series of ejaculations forced out his semen and triggered his orgasm. He called out his girlfriend’s name in his ecstasy. Jenna felt his body react to each spasm, and felt his warm breath on her face.. Concert followed concert, music genre changing to another. All met with prolonged silence. Thousands of raccoons staring - and not a peep, clap, or even a poot.The next-to-last concert, performed by the entire musical cadre, consisted entirely of songs considered humorous by sections of humanity. There was a wide variety of types - from nonsense songs (Mairzy Doats), to suggestive (My Ding-A-Ling), to bawdy (My Grandfather’s Cock). Sections of the audience were, as usual, still and silent..