Habits – patterns – years in the making. ‘Yes. I’m ready.’ We were going Christmas shopping on a Thursday night at eleven. Crazy. You bundle... up. Your thick wool sweater over your thick cotton blouse over your silk camisole. You pulled on your boots and tucked your jeans into their tops. Stocking-hat, scarf, mittens. And me in my double-breasted long coat, with my wine red scarf, leather fur-lined gloves and Astrakhan hat. You took my hand. I opened the door. We stepped into the frigid air. The. ‘I-I am so sorry, please, excuse me, I am so very clumsy.’ I said, as I tried to push my self out of his arms, but he held me with a firm grip. ‘You are excused,’ he said as he smiled down at me. I was taken off guard when he did not release me like I had hoped he would, instead he held me tighter against him. ‘Uh, I beg your pardon, but do you mind to please…’ he cute me off before I had the chance to finish. ‘Have you just arrived in town, I am very sure I have never seen you before, I. They were facing the other three and could follow the action. He placed the head of his dick at her anal sphincter and pressed. He was surprised at the resistance he met. My god, this might be a virgin asshole! Slowly, he applied gentle pressure, gradually forcing the head of his cock pass the ring of muscle. When he had sufficient depth, he began a slow fucking motion.Sue couldn't believe it, his thing was so huge back there. She almost whimpered with pain as he slowly worked his way in. When. I leaned down and sucked a nipple; she hissed her pleasure, so I switched and sucked the other one. It got the same reaction. I slid my middle finger into her steaming box, and she moaned; I added a second finger and she went nuts, bucking on my hand."Oh, SHIT, Tommy; are you trying to kill me?" No, just trying to please you." Well, you're doing a hell of a good job of THAT!" she exclaimed.After she had a few orgasms, she said, "ENOUGH!"We got dressed again, and rode our bikes home, both of us.