He told her he was about to cum and she tightened her grip on his back with her legs. I watched his ass cheeks tighten as he pumped his balls into my ...ife's hungry cunt. Her legs relaxed and fell to the bed then Mike pulled out and stood up. His cock was covered with a mixture of my wife's pussy juice and his own cum. It swayed back and forth as he left the bedroom headed to the bathroom. I looked over to my bride and saw my beautiful wife laying there with her legs wide open. Her once tight. "Oh yes! That's it! Fuck me! Fuck me like that!" groaned Jenny as she lay beneath me.I have to admit I loved fucking her like that, my cock seem to be able to push in deeper than I thought it could go, her little soft arse pushed into my old man belly and it felt so nice, and watching her head rock back and forth from the force of my thrusts made my cock feel even harder.So I eagerly continued to fuck her like that, pounding her into the bed, and giving her everything I had, and quickly she. By now the sounds were just on the other side of the door. Her heart pounded inside her chest as she heard the metallic sound of locks and levers being released. There was a pause, and then the door was opened.There he was. Total evil himself. The robber of the mind, of the body, of the soul. The man she had come to see.Led by a guard holding his left arm, the man crossed through the door and brought into the room. His hands and feet were shackled and his orange prison suit glowed brightly. I would have never dreamed about having so many young stud boyfriends when I reached this age. I was lucky that I had aged well, considering the profession I was in and the life I had led over the years. The guys didn’t seem to mind at all that they were fucking someone old enough to be their mother or even grandmother in some cases. All of them knew that I had been a prostitute for most of my life and that I had fucked over 7000 different men during that time, but that didn’t stop them from.