Her face was full of tears, and her eyes were closed. Seeing this, I increased my speed and fucked her ass like a wild, mad dog. After a few seconds, ... started hearing her moans. She grabbed my hand. Now she was moving her back with the rhythm of my dick.Now she was enjoying herself and begging me to slow down the speed but don’t stop. “Sir, please keep fucking me. This feels so good. Oh my god, I’m cumming, sir.”I listened to her and decreased my speed but kept fucking her deep. After a few. ” She's all theatrical, her voice slightly whiny, but in a cute, I need to be over the top way. She looks at me as though she is in pain, but a smile she can't deny while doing so. “Is that my cue to feed you, M'lady? I did say I'd foot the next bill, and I am hungry too. I could go for some foodage right about now.” “Yes! Yes, foodage is good. I want something greasy and totally unhealthy. Oh and cheesy, mmm God yes. I want extra cheese on whatever it is.” She bounces up from her seat, with a. ’Even when I got up to have a shower, she didn’t let go of my hand. She followed me into the shower and with the water raining down on us we had the most sensual cleaning session of my life. When we went back to bed, I left her for a while. She protested but when I returned with a bottle of champagne and two glasses, she gave me the biggest smile I had seen in weeks. We sat in bed both naked drinking champagne and talking.‘Where is your car?’‘I put it in for servicing; they are bringing a. I would pass every mirror to check on how I was doing with my recovery to youth. The better I looked, the more John was on me. He was a good husband and father, and me standing at my window watching a handsome man cut grass was lunacy.I guess every woman fantasizes about something or other, but I sure was fantasizing about Charles. The neighborhood quickly learned that he was recently divorced, which made him even more attractive. I had only talked to him once, and I liked the way he looked at.