As the first rays of dawn pierce the inky black sky above us, we fall silent.Setting the cello aside, she turns to face me. Her breasts and taut pink ...ipples glow in the diffuse morning light. In the gap between her legs, the narrow V of a white cotton thong is clearly visible.Her face is nordic with high cheek bones, widely set eyes, and full, sensual lips. I step onto my little balcony so she could view me as well.Her eyebrows lift in appraisal, followed by a shy but growing smile. Only then. As if concerned by the thought that her breasts might be sagging slightly, Mrs. Grandage cupped and raised them in her slim, well-manicured hands, jiggled them a little, then let go. She smiled as if satisfied with their firmness and examined the rest of her body. Her belly she noted was firm - perhaps a little rounded, but that is considered an asset by some men, she reminded herself. She passed her fingers through the reddish brown thatch of curls at the base of her belly and ran her palm. I pulled my wife close, wrapping my arm around her and circling her nipple with my finger as I kissed her neck.“The kids, they are downstairs, they could hear us,” she pleaded as her nipple stiffened to my touch.I needed to cum. Marie had released an inner demon in me, no need for my wife to know the true reason for my passion.“We can be quiet,” I whispered as I rolled on top of my wife and kissed her passionately on the lips.“Oh Tom,” she cooed as she felt my hard cock press against her. " She looked quite seriously stern, A look he did not want to disappoint. With that she sat on his cock again and started to squirm around on it. Suddenly the was a marshmallow headed vibrator in her hand. She pressed it to her clit a hissed, "EEEEEE UNH" and spasmed from her pussy up to her throat. She calmed a bit while still squirming and stirring her innards with his tool. "Mom I am getting close again. Oh MOM I want cum in you." She did the squeeze at the base of his cock thing a couple.