After a few more rubs with his finger Harry added a second finger inside Sharon’s wet pussy, this made her moan louder as she felt the extra finger ...tretch her a tiny amount, she felt the pleasure wash through her pussy as Harry worked them both in deep then back out, he had done this so many times in his life, every girl he had been with had always complimented him on his technique it had served him well through his life.“Hmmmmm” Sharon let out a soft moan this was Harry cue to add a third. I had my tool out by now which had raised itself tremendously and gave it to her in her hand. She gripped it strongly and tickled my underside at the frenulum and wetted my cockhead with its own pre-cum. I was joyous.After her first round of orgasm, she had returned to earth and was now trying to open Manav’s trousers with her other hand. He helped her and was soon handing her his thick monster in her hand. She sighed in pleasure as she kissed its tip. That brought out a large gob of his. Faster. I am lost, in that abyss of pleasure that only comes from the mating ritual between humans. The pleasure that I feel, is beyond what I imagined, and far beyond what I had ever experienced from my own hands. Living a life of celibacy has brought me to his moment in my life, this moment in time, where I am with a man for the first time in my life, at nearly 50 years of age. I am beyond thought, as my eyes drift shut, and I lose myself in the wonderous sensations that this man has. I wanted those hands back on my tits, but he had another idea. His hands were now pulling on the hem of my skirt, raising it slowly up my leg. He continued raising my hem almost quicker than I could register. I lifted my hips and allowed him to pull my panties off. As he did, I lifted my blouse above my head… He fell down to his knees, with his face was pushing my legs apart as his lips trailed up the inside of my thighs. I spread my legs some little more. He looked up at me from between my.