I held her tightly, forcing my hard cock to stay deep inside of her as she came, and i could feel her squeezing my big dick as she did.Then finally as...she began to gasp for air, i pulled roughly out of her, and she fell forwards onto the sofa cushions and took really big deep breaths, as i knelt behind her watching her."Oh Jesus! Oh Jesus!" she gasped between heavy breaths."I thought i was going to die! I thought i was going to die... on your cock!" she then said, before we both began to. I don’t want things to not be okay. And I don’t know if I’m doing the right thing. I don’t know if I should be taking some kind of stand here, or just letting it all fade into history.’ ‘Everything is gonna be okay,’ David said. ‘Yeah, I guess. But I’m just really confused. It’s like I don’t have an opinion.’ ‘You want more time to think?’ ‘No, I’m done, I’m fuckin’ done thinking about this shit, man.’ He sighed. ‘I just want to move on. I mean, is that okay? Or does it mean I’m just ignoring. Let me describe myself; I’m a mature guy at 64 and very straight acting. I’m reasonably well built, still, and my dick is just a hair short of 8 inches and pretty thick with a slight bulge just behind the head. I usually cum 2 or 3 times a day, but only seek out a partner about once a month. I should also note that I had on this pull-over that my son just gave me as a present. It pulls down just below the crotch level, so I had pulled out my cock and covered it with the pull-over creating an. As Sam varied her angle they found the magic. He pulled her down onto his throbbing cock, doing a little wiggle of his own to be sure he was lodged as deeply as he could be. Roy held her there for a moment and just enjoyed her tight grip. Sam kissed him and told him to hold still. She massaged his cock with her pussy, squeezing, releasing, squeezing and releasing. Roy let her do the work for a time… but soon enough it was his turn to be seized with the need. Roy reached down behind her knees.