Sure enough on Monday night the express should be here at 10:10pm. I checked my watch. In less than five minutes the final stage of my plan would come...to fruition. Five minutes to wait. Five minutes to go over everything. This was the culmination of a week of planning but the story started over a year before.The first time I thought little of it. When you've been married for twenty two years you don't expect every time to be a marathon. Now and again a time will come when performance is not up. Feeling me do this, Orson unzipped his pants for easier access.He was really huge. I gasped as he leaned into me and my hands grabbed his ten inches’ cock, stroking it as he kissed me and rubbed me through my panties. I spread my legs wider as I felt him lift my skirt, then continue to rub, teasing me, not fully undressing me just yet, as much as I wanted him to.When he finally slid my panties over and began to finger me, I shuddered in excitement.I was slightly surprised when instead of moving. Emboldened by his sounds of pleasure, blushing, Erica used on hand to stroke his balls, the other to jack off the lower portion of his shaft, and she bobbed her head with more vigor on the top of his length."That is HEAVEN!" called Andy, going up on his toes.Cord did not like the look on Andy's face, nor the way his body trembled. It could be a short solo that Erica played. He reached out and pressed the controls to lessen the thrill demands on the cock sleeve of the suit.Cord was hard himself. She washed and perfumed it regularly, adding a fragrant feminine spray and talcum, even between daily baths and showers. She douched often, with a variety of fragrant scents. She rubbed expensive creams and lotions onto her breasts, and on her ass cheeks, inner thighs and anus.She lay quietly for a few minutes, savoring the enjoyment from her orgasm, and went into her large bathroom, to take a luxurious bubble-bath in her oversized tub.As she relaxed in the tub, she looked at the clock on the.