When she was through, Annalise asked, “How did you get me in to that floaty feeling? I could tell, you did that, and it was no fluke.”“You’re...right,” I said, as I nudged her onto her back on the couch. Was this thing ever going to need a cleaning. She knew what I wanted and reclined back. I gave her knee a kiss, then began to carefully wipe away the fun leaking out of her as I spoke, “What you had there was called “Sub Space”, and you are lucky to have it. Not all women can get there.” I. I can talk then." The tears started rolling down her face, and she fled my room.#4: #4: #3: " ... I can see that you're not happy. I know you too well for me to believe you're okay. I AM worrying about you, even though you told me not to, so you have to explain, please." It's just that you gave me a hard choice, and it was difficult to make. I'm sorry I hesitated, I don't want you to think I don't love you and Julia enough. I really do you know. That's why I've agreed to everything you. What a sight! Her huge chest caused her dress to tent out over her lower body, giving me a clear view of her unshaved legs and just a little bit of the light blue panties that covered her thick forested pussy. I was openly staring up her dress while she tried to have a conversation with me about the work I was doing but my senses were homed in on her exposed flesh. How could this plump, 60 year old women have such an affect on me? I'm not sure what she was trying to ask me but she soon turned. .Fuck that pussy harder...oh shit you are going to make me cum..." It's too much for me as my pussy pulses and grips your prick hard as all my nerves explode. One loud groan escapes my lips. I stop moving my hips and let my orgasm wash over me. My pussy continues to twitch and pulse for a few minutes as I collapse breathless onto your chest. Your cock is still rock hard inside me and your need is still intense. I fall off you and onto my stomach beside you. I am still panting and twitching. You.